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letra de 17 days 17 nights - fbg goat

[intro: fbg goat]
close my eyes
how ’bout that, ah
[?] ([?], wake up)

[chorus: fbg goat]
please pardon me for the prominent scars i left on your heart
please pardon me for the prominent scars i left on your heart
i jumped off the curb covered in dirt
sippin’ codeine with a couple shooters that [?]
i d-mn near went insane when i lost my bro’
she tryna hide my pain behind these drugs
pop me a adderall, treat ’em like tylenol
these xans ain’t sh-t to me
double my cup, and hop in that rolls-royce, you n-ggas like 0 and 3

[verse 1: fbg goat]
[?] pain [?] but it don’t break no real n-gga
my promoter told me she wanna roll, let’s before she leave this earth
i’m havin’ conversations with a person that i can’t even see no more (rest in peace)
i’m puttin’ these hoes in rotation ’cause i can’t find love no more
comin’ up, only had channel three, five, ten, and twenty-four (on god)
wanted a new [?] model tv and eatin’ cheese toast
young n-gga tryna maintain focus, i was takin’ trips in that ford foucs
most of these hoes gang green and a lot of these b-tches, they bogus
elliante diamonds on my throat, f-ck around and hit the blogs with you ho
feelin’ like jeepers creepers, i heard it was cheaper to keep her
cocoa chanel bags, she got baby [?] with the diamond ring on
spent 17 days and 17 nights with the puerto-rican
[chorus: fbg goat]
please pardon me for the prominent scars i left on your heart
please pardon me for the prominent scars i left on your heart
i jumped off the curb covered in dirt
sippin’ codeine with a couple shooters that [?]
i d-mn near went insane when i lost my bro’
she tryna hide my pain behind these drugs
pop me a adderall, treat ’em like tylenol
these xans ain’t sh-t to me
double my cup, and hop in that rolls-royce, you n-ggas like 0 and 3

[verse 2: trippie redd]
cut that b-tch off, that lil’ b-tch wasn’t sh-t to me
when you a boss, don’t give f-ck ’bout victories (yeah)
diamonds they cold, got water like mr. clean
she wanna bounce on the d-ck like trampoline (yeah)
off this perky, sippin’ on wock’, this dirty (yeah)
talkin’ down, you get .30s
b-tch, i got red beams, yeah
choppa go dumb-dumb, test me
b-tch, i got sauce like zesty
tote call of duty guns, might prestige
got water on my wrist, no chlorine (bah)
half 50-ounce full, still poruing’
make it rain outside, it’s poruing
i still feel pain, i’m scarred
[chorus: fbg goat]
please pardon me for the prominent scars i left on your heart
please pardon me for the prominent scars i left on your heart
i jumped off the curb covered in dirt
sippin’ codeine with a couple shooters that [?]
i d-mn near went insane when i lost my bro’
she tryna hide my pain behind these drugs
pop me a adderall, treat ’em like tylenol
these xans ain’t sh-t to me
double my cup, and hop in that rolls-royce, you n-ggas like 0 and 3

- fbg goat

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