letra de sing but heavenly - farma remix - farma (us)
[intro: 556kurumi]
yeah
(fraxinus)
uh
[chorus: 556kurumi & jace!]
smoke that sh-t, i’m gone
yeah, my money long
b-tch, i got that stick, ain’t no magic wand
don’t know what you want, but you won’t get a thing (she can’t get a thing)
but i hear you tryna talk, make that chopper sing (sing)
that sh-t gon’ sound like (i’ma sing my song like)
“uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh” (na, na, na, na, na-na)
we got his addy, i shot up his block (na, na, na, na, na-na)
i’m up two, like, f-ck all the opps (na-na—, na, na, na, na, na, na-na)
f-ck n-gga died, say i’m talkin’ to cops (that sh-t gon’ sound like)
burberry mink coat (na, na, na, na, na-na)
hunnid fifty a kilo (na, na, na, na, na-na)
she wanna f-ck, ’cause she like my song (na-na—, na, na, na, na, na, na-na)
baby, forgive me, i’m doing her wrong (down-down)
[verse: 556kurumi & jace!]
downin’ a bottle, posted with a model
thoughts are—, thoughts are suicidal, bullets hit his vitals
she-she-she said i’m her idol, i read her like the bible (h-ll)
twin itchy likе a psycho, i know she want that title
that is a bad b-tch, she high as hеll
i’m finna put her in ysl
blow loud, bet you could smell
finna get lucky, i’m gettin’ the mail (she see me movin’ reckless)
uppin’ the ar, so sh-ll
i came up, i’m so well (i’m sippin’ on some red sh-t)
i got rich, i’m knowin’ well
f-ck that bih’ like, “slow down” (down)
[bridge: 556kurumi & jace!]
b-tch, i’m gone (yeah)
b-tch, i’m gone
b-tch, i’m gone (yeah, she can’t get a thing)
b-tch, i’m gone (yeah)
b-tch, i’m gone (yeah)
b-tch, i’m gone (yeah)
[chorus: 556kurumi & jace!]
smoke that sh-t, i’m gone
yeah, my money long
b-tch, i got that stick, ain’t no magic wand
don’t know what you want, but you won’t get a thing (she can’t get a thing)
but i hear you tryna talk, make that chopper sing (sing)
that sh-t gon’ sound like (i’ma sing my song like)
“uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh” (na, na, na, na, na-na)
we got his addy, i shot up his block (na, na, na, na, na-na)
i’m up two, like, f-ck all the opps (na-na—, na, na, na, na, na, na-na)
f-ck n-gga died, say i’m talkin’ to cops (that sh-t gon’ sound like)
burberry mink coat (na, na, na, na, na-na)
hunnid fifty a kilo (na, na, na, na, na-na)
she wanna f-ck, ’cause she like my song (na-na—, na, na, na, na, na, na-na)
baby, forgive me, i’m doing her wrong (down-down)
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