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letra de dust - grim ox

dust lyrics
[intro: grim ox]
(come on, coupe, hop in!)
(calm down, i’ll just call robert)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
that sh-t ain’t shining, it’s rust
he don’t want smoke, he want dust

[chorus: grim ox]
he don’t want smoke, he want dust (yeah, yeah)
that sh-t ain’t shining, it’s rust (yeah, yeah)
f-ck it, i’m calling his bluff
i-i-i got my gang in the cut
f-f-feel like lil yachty, it’s us
cut him off, that boy f-cked up on drugs
and my shooter gon’ turn him to dust
six-three, one day done knew that we up (yeah, yeah)
feel like darth vader, boy, i am your father
why this girl all on my wood like an otter?
he want a feature, said, “give me an offer”
my pockets fat like a guy who eats whoppеrs
no mike wazowski, i’m one with the (what?)
no mikе wazowski, i’m one with the monsters
he benihana, he’s gon’ stick with the (what?)
he benihana, he’s gon’ stick with the lobster

[verse: sgpwes]
i’m in that amg (i’m in that amg)
and it goes (and it goes)
yeah, yeah, and it goes (and it goes)
can’t f-ck with a thot (can’t f-ck with a thot)
yeah, she a ho (yeah, she a ho)
yeah, i wanna juug, yeah, i need some more (i need some more)
yeah, run up our gang, you dead, yeah, you gone (yeah, you gone)
uh, bad b-tches, they hit my phone (hit my phone)
yeah, i’m on a drug, let’s go, fly me alone (fly me alone)
yeah, yeah, f-cking his thot, she taking my, uh (she taking my, uh)
yeah, i, yeah, i need a bag for real (i need a bag for real)
uh, run up our gang, yeah (run up our gang, yeah)
huh, run up our gang, yeah (run up our gang, yeah)
uh, yeah, yeah, run up our gang, yeah (run up our gang, yeah)
you finna get filled (you finna get filled)
i’m off a drug, i need a deal (i need a deal)
[chorus: grim ox]
he don’t want smoke, he want dust
that sh-t ain’t shining, it’s rust
f-ck it, i’m calling his bluff
i-i-i got my gang in the cut
f-f-feel like lil yachty, it’s us
cut him off, that boy f-cked up on drugs
and my shooter gon’ turn him to dust
six-three, one day done knew that we up (yeah, yeah)
feel like darth vader, boy, i am your father
why this girl all on my wood like an otter?
he want a feature, said, “give me an offer”
my pockets fat like a guy who eats whoppers
no mike wazowski, i’m one with the (what?)
no mike wazowski, i’m one with the monsters
he benihana, he’s gon’ stick with the (what?)
he benihana, he’s gon’ stick with the lobster

- grim ox

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