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letra de cobain - gnar

[intro: gnar]
i can’t feel no pain
i’m a rock star like cobain (yeah, yeah, yeah)
you died, took my heart away
we gon’ ball like hardaway
yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus: gnar]
lamborghini driving, uh
i put on the mileage, uh (i put on mileage)
p-ssed off my accountant, uh (p-ssed off my accountant)
one ring, hunnid thousand, uh (yeah, yeah)
call her aquafina, uh (aquafina)
’cause that p-ssy drowning (yeah, yeah)
my youngin caught a body
he gon’ get promoted (yeah, yeah)

[verse 1: gnar]
keep a cold shoulder, uh (i keep a cold)
my neck on pneumonia, uh (my neck pneumonia)
i’ma do the whole dash before i let 12 pull me over, uh (yeah, yeah)
my pockets hot, you need a thermometer
i got my bag and i got my commas up
a n-gga be hatin’ and lookin’ and envyin’
i’m with the pole, and n-gga, we’re in here (yeah, yeah), uh
up in the hood runnin’ train on a b-tch like an engine (sh-t)
meant for this sh-t, i’m committed
hop in the h-llcat, i’m fin’ do the digit
gun with a scope, i put holes in your fitted
run up the bands, i’ma piece it
put on that ski mask and i get to creepin’ (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[chorus: gnar]
lamborghini driving, uh
i put on the mileage, uh (i put on mileage)
p-ssed off my accountant, uh
one ring, hunnid thousand, uh (yeah, yeah)
call her aquafina, uh (call her aquafina)
’cause that p-ssy drowning (yeah, yeah, yeah)
my youngin caught a body (caught it, yeah)
he gon’ get promoted (yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: thouxanbanfauni]
glock .17 with a thirty-round clip, don’t make me have to reload it
feel like casper, i don’t trust n0body just like a ghost did
i’m in your hood and your city, your block and your ghetto, my n-ggas, we posted
the pistol was dirty, i found me some bushes, i pour it up, chew it up, throw it
the sky was blue, was purple and pretty and gorgeous, i poured me an ocean
i pour up and pour me a ocean
i pour up and pour me a ocean (ocean)
ocean, i pour up and pour me a ocean (ocean)
ocean, i pour up and pour me a ocean (ocean)

[chorus: gnar]
lamborghini driving, uh
i put on the mileage, uh
p-ssed off my accountant, uh
one ring, hunnid thousand, uh
call her aquafina, uh
’cause that p-ssy drowning
my youngin caught a body
he gon’ get promoted

[outro: gnar]
i can’t feel no pain
i’m a rock star like cobain
you died, took my heart away
we gon’ ball like hardaway
yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)

- gnar

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