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letra de ​desolation - kig v2

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[intro]
say what? (shouts out, greg miller!)
say yeah
say yeahhh
to myself (shouts out to my boy, greg miller!)
say what?
say yeah
say yeahhh
flex, wet, in the flesh
say yeahhh

[hook]
where the f-ck is all yo bone, right?
f-ck, this out my bones, right
make their blood all turn to stone
snowstorm, snowstorm
where the f-ck is all yo bone, right?
f-ck, this out my bones, right
make their blood all turn to stone
snowstorm, snowstorm…

[verse 1]
everybody method actors
everybody hit that casper
like pneumonia, now she moaning
for some mainland here to anchor
need my lamps all alabaster
need to stunt, like that sh-t mattеrs
half a camel, half a cracker
him a cutie, with thе blaster
you point that beam just like a jackal
stuff the money in the rafters
test your defense when you rapping
best defense is that offense
best offense is pitter patter
crooked vibe, that sh-t be jagged
need a ke$ha, for this jagger
take my mind to somewhere plastic
[bridge]
i need pass it, i need pass it, i need pass it
woo, woo
doing the magic, doing the magic, doing the magic
woo, woo
i need mask it, i need mask it, i need mask it
woo, woo
we all b-st-rds, we all b-st-rds, we all b-st-rds
like, what?

[hook]
where the f-ck is all yo bone, right?
f-ck, this out my bones, right
make their blood all turn to stone
snowstorm, snowstorm
where the f-ck is all yo bone, right?
f-ck, this out my bones, right
make their blood all turn to stone
snowstorm
ay, ay, ay, ay

[verse 2]
my sh-t so clean, like germaphobe
my mind so dirty, might burn my phone
need a girl with thighs that could bend a pole
need some bathroom coke, like when in rome
know this sh-t is cut to total sh-t
get some bounce, get some motherf-cking pogo b-tch
craving called, who came? b-tch noah did
finish yourself, you ain’t worth it, like, no offense
i’m so ratchet, i’m so ratchet
woo, woo
crypto trapping, crypto trapping, crypto trapping
woo, woo
it’s so tragic, it’s so tragic, it’s so tragic
woo, woo
passed their maxes, passed their maxes, passed their maxes
woo, woo

i got obstacles, i zap ’em
i got opps, i always cr-p on ’em
b-tch want war? well bask in sun
bath, your blood
sh-t is deep
in my blood
—- sold frags
drop some on my street, b-tch
you sip on camelbak of weaksauce
who on the up?
i know that we are, huh

motherf-cker, i want both right there
hoes to smother me with their asses
b-tch, go pogo, right there
rolling a fat zip, holding a mag grip
i don’t boast i just tell
on myself
know i swag
dirty boots
neck belt

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