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letra de suicide - jexebel

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oh yeah, gee

i’m still tryna piece it together

i saved for a rainy day yahh
these n-ggas, they play with my cheddar
i saved for a rainy day yahh
these n-ggas, they stole my umbrella
have you ever loved a b-tch so bad
but thought i could probably do better?
buy her some yeezy & prada, i’m prada her
how could she do me so wrong?
she putting on summer walker
i don’t wanna f-ck to this song
deleted the snapchat memories
so i don’t think about you and i
i told my n-ggas i need to get money or i commit suicide

these n-ggas try tarnish my name
i got morе racks than my age
i got the racks in the safе but
i lost the keys to the safe

she asking “what happened to you?” cos’ she see me glow
she wanna 69
no one like mysterio
skycasino, triple 8 when i’m feeling low
gambling addict, grosvenor or hippodrome?

he thought he could be like me
now he’s really broke
baby your man ain’t seen ten
and it clearly shows
i’m eating her p-ssy for breakfast, not cheerios
romano fabrizio, here we go
five thousand on black, it doubled to ten
i’m eating her p-ssy, she plays with my dreads
i’m calling her mami, but she not my mummy
she calling me daddy, her daddy is dead

i’m still tryna piece it together
i saved for a rainy day yahh
these n-ggas, they play with my cheddar
i saved for a rainy day yahh
these n-ggas, they stole my umbrella
have you ever loved a b-tch so bad
but thought i could probably do better?

buy her some yeezy & prada, i’m prada her
how could she do me so wrong?
she putting on summer walker
i don’t wanna f-ck to this song
deleted the snapchat memories
so i don’t think about you and i
i told my n-ggas i need to get money or i commit suicide

i’d rather be dead than starve
k!ll myself if i go broke, on god
rolex or audemar?
talk to the devil or pray & read psalms?
she pretty, i f-ck from the front
tongue & my fingers are making her cum
baby, stop f-cking with bums
more bread than your man, on god

gun in my hand, i’m gon’ make you meet satan
speaking with jinns, as-salamu alayk-m
up in the hotel, i said “can i taste it?”
ride in the uber then she ride me naked

alla dat gossip don’t help you financially
i don’t fight demons, these demons are fighting me
say that i changed cos i’m moving all quietly
“period pooh”, but she’s fighting anxiety

i’m still tryna piece it together
i saved for a rainy day yahh
these n-ggas, they play with my cheddar
i saved for a rainy day yahh
these n-ggas, they stole my umbrella
have you ever loved a b-tch so bad
but thought i could probably do better?

buy her some yeezy & prada, i’m prada her
how could she do me so wrong?
she putting on summer walker
i don’t wanna f-ck to this song
so i don’t think about you and i
i told my n-ggas i need to get money or i commit suicide

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