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letra de auction - gnaw, the rapper

[verse 1]
get a lil shot of somethin’
pour it in my cup
give a f-ck
what i’m sippin’
i just want a lil buzz
brain fogged
stay gone
got me swimmin’ through the mud
i’d take laps
’round your ass
but i’m limited in funds
imma
road runner
you wile-e got a cold stunner
can’t hit what you can’t see
imma rogue gunner
in line of my sights
i’m finna blow, but i
can’t say my goodbyes
i melt like warm b-tter…
ahem

[verse 2]
hey…
legs on piston
no weight up on my wrist and
rest ain’t comin easy
need to lessen my resistance
takin’ on a vision
but it ain’t 20/20 yet
i need a pair of glasses
i’m too broke for the prescription tho
yah
i’m always wishin’ on the wishin’ hole
maybe i could blow up off a record
get my writtens known
a long-shot in the dark, ain’t ever hittin’ no
a large mouth for the bark, ain’t ever bitten, so
throw up-, throw up (uh)
know what-, know what
imma loser baby i could use a
glow up- so what?
yah, i know that, throw back
to the kid with kodak
snappin’ shots at every angle
in the moment, woah man
what’d i’d give
for couple minutes of that time back
it’s only seconds anymore, now that’s a time-lapse
fight facts, and i’m afraid of what my future holds
only wanted this for life, i hope it’s mutual (mutual)
i hope it’s mutual… (ah)
whu, yeah man

[chorus]
aye, on that raw sh-t (raw sh-t)
on that break a hunnid times tryna’ mob sh-t (mob sh-t)
on that save a couple dimes for that faucet
for the drip, got me droppin’ my pockets (pockets)
on that raw sh-t (raw sh-t)
on that break a hunnid times tryna’ mob sh-t (mob sh-t)
on that save a couple dimes for that faucet
f-ck it, i’ll put my soul up for auction (auction)

[verse 3]
whu
d-mn i need to rest
i need that cash
and need a bad b-tch
wallow in my pity
feelin’ smaller
than my mattress
young sleepy hollow
i been headless in my practice
boy got no bravado
but the bravo still attracted
yeah, numb it all
got me tactless
lackin’ any feeling
colder than an avalanche and
i say that i’m happy
seein’ through me like i’m plastic
givin’ all your love
i can’t return like it was tagless, sh-t (tagless, tagless, tagless)

[verse 4]
it’s all baggage
y’all should really gimme credit though
milly on a vid my vocal presence was embedded on
when i got my rack, i burned the check, and then i bet it all
let it off, bank account a wreck, i fall in debt to ball, yeah
finally copped me a whip
v6 sittin pretty, automatic it shifts
sunroof, lights shining through the windows with tints
on peanut b-tter know i’m smoother than a knife through the jif
sheesh!
yah i got the key to every door i put my foot in
but the motivation bookin’, tumble, lockin’ when i look in
pullin’ golden pen and paper out my pocket; where i took it
lost it talkin to myself when every option wasn’t lookin’ good
always disrespect inside my ocular
talkin’ ill of others wouldn’t ever make you popular
if you say you go the hardest, you the softener
i been called a natural, but everyone’s a polymer
synthetic

[chorus]
funny
aye, yeah
on that raw sh-t (raw sh-t)
on that break a hunnid times tryna’ mob sh-t (mob sh-t)
on that save a couple dimes for that faucet
for the drip, got me droppin’ my pockets (pockets)
yah, on that raw sh-t (raw sh-t)
on that break a hunnid times tryna’ mob sh-t (mob sh-t)
on that save a couple dimes for that faucet
f-ck it, i’ll put my soul up for auction (auction)
i’ll put my soul up for auction

- gnaw the rapper

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