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letra de sittin in the sun - gv honcho

i just need a little bit mo ice in my cup
i just need a lil mo gas in my blunt
i just got a trackhawk, you can’t catch this truck
yeah, boujie white bih and she got no b-tt
i’m from phenix city n-gga tryna make it out the slums
i’ve been smoking real gas, swear i need a new lung
i think i need a fill up, cause i’m runnin’ out of love
i feel like i’m myself when i be sittin’ in the sun

feelin’ like a safe, when i walk up out the bank
i be drippin’ every day, i got designer on my waist
sippin’ on wockhardt because i like the way it taste
my n-gga shootin’ blind, i don’t like the way he aim
pullin’ on her strings, i control her like the rain
when i hop on thе mic, i be feeling like t pain
off the xan, i bе walking slow as h-ll, don’t need a cane
off the xans, i be actin’ slow as h-ll, don’t got a brain
in the a, and i’m walking round da lenox with da gang
take my new stick on a date
and the choppa ate his face
i can’t give that b-tch a rang
cause these b-tches acting g-y
bout to go up any day
free my n-ggas out the cage
shawty said that i’m the one
so i’m feelin’ like i’m ace
i had ran towards a check like a base
i had leant forward and nut on her face
i hit lacura and threw the whole bank
she not a stripper, but she threw that ass in my face
she not a stripper, but i gave her cake
i’m not addicted, but i poured a 8
shawty she trippin’ get outta my place
i had just f-cked dat bit at the moon lake
shawty gon ride, she be grippin’ my k
i play my cards, i ain’t talking bout spades
just cause you gotta glock don’t mean that you is safe
i was on the block, i was steppin’ in jays
i was on the block, i was making dem plays
walk to the sto, i had made me a play
walk to the sto, i had made me a play
i can not take nun these hoes on a date
but i had took all these hoes to my place
all of these b-tches is different race
if you ain’t got a h-llcat, then ion wanna race
i hit that b-tch one time and erased
i hit that b-tch one time in a wraith
you can’t hang wit me you might be a jake
she claim she a vegan, but she eat my steak
you claim you want blessings, but you do not pray
when i get in her intestines, she do what i say
and i was in asbury, i was geeked up with say
ima do it for kali and that’s everyday
i just want…
loyalty
loyalty
around me
ion want love
ion want love
don’t tell me you love me
don’t tell me you love me
cause i had yo ass running
feel the lean in my stummy
all this money f-ck a stimmy
all blue hunnids and they crispy
i just need a little bit mo ice in my cup
i just need a lil mo gas in my blunt
i just got a trackhawk, you can’t catch this truck
yeah, boujie white bih and she got no b-tt
i’m from phenix city n-gga tryna make it out the slums
i’ve been smoking real gas, swear i need a new lung
i think i need a fill up, cause i’m runnin’ out of love
i feel like i’m myself when i be sittin’ in the sun

- gv honcho

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