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letra de pressed pills - ego mackey

[intro: ego mackey]
yeah, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah
ego mackey
yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus: ego mackey]
ego splitting fentanyls, me, no, i cannot k!ll
ego selling pressed pills, i’m part the problem as well
police show me [?] my thrills
ego splitting fentanyls, me, no, i cannot k!ll
ego selling pressed pills, i’m part the problem as well
police show me [?] my thrills
ego splitting fentanyl, me, i cannot k!ll
ego selling pressed pills, i’m part the problem as well

[verse 1: ego mackey]
police show me [?] thrills
put me in jail cells, that mental ward is h-ll
and, baby, can’t you tell? evil darkness, where i dwell
everything i have is h-ll, [?]
anti, b-tch, i raise the roof, take over your hood
[?], no, baby, can’t lose
anti, b-tch, i raise the roof, take over your hood
[?], no, baby, can’t lose, yeah

[chorus: ego mackey]
ego splitting fentanyl, me, no, i cannot k!ll
ego selling pressed pills, i’m part the problem as well
police show me [?] my thrills
ego splitting fentanyl, me, no, i cannot k!ll
ego selling pressed pills, i’m part the problem as well
police show me [?] my thrills
ego splitting fentanyls, me, no, i cannot k!ll
ego selling pressed pills, i’m part the problem as well (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: ego mackey]
rolling ’round public transit, [?] selling [?]
in my pocket, there’s a clip, in my bag, a dirty stick
’bout to do some dirty sh-t, leave your bodies, yeah, twitch
dumpin’ corpses in a ditch, ego be so evil, b-tch
[?], b-tch, yeah, i don’t f-ck with you
[?] what it do?
[?]
baby, let me love you
[?], yeah, how i can f-ck you

[chorus: ego mackey & eric north]
ego splitting fentanyl, me, i cannot k!ll
ego selling pressed pills, i’m part the problem as well
police show me [?] my thrills
ego splitting fentanyl, me, i cannot k!ll
ego selling pressed pills, i’m part the problem as well
police show me [?] my thrills
ego splitting fentanyl, me, i cannot k!ll (aye, aye, aye, yuh)
ego selling pressed pills, i’m part the problem as well (yuh, yuh, uh, aye)

[verse 3: eric north]
i’m getting sick of you n-ggas thinkin’ you next up
i’m flexed up, equipped with a [?], you x’d up
souls [?] heaven when the [?]
[?] no time for countin’ on sh-t
i [?] that little b-tch’s p-ssy [?]
got my hand behind her neck now [?]
we don’t do no red dots, your crew is just dead [?]
your family is full of has-beens and some have-nots
who am i to f-ckin’ judge? i guess the judge was [?]
guess he wasn’t tryna listen in the room he spoke in
that’s cool, i’ll [?]
red nose, choked out, when [?] swollen

- ego mackey

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