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letra de whatevski - killeddy

[intro: playboi carti]
designer drugs and i need some ice, hoe, ooh, ooh
a lot of hoes, yeah, i need some condoms, ooh, ooh
designer drugs and i need some ice, hoe, ooh, ooh
you ridin’ too slow, are you high, hoe? ooh, ooh

[verse 1: k!lleddy]
i need that top shelve za to sleep
she wants to smoke za with me, i’ma commit sodomy
you think you’re so f-ckin’ scary, you’re not to me
boy, just walk up on me and wake up on the concrete
brodie’s invading homes like an israeli
i’m so gone, i don’t think i’m comin’ down, help me
five blunts for the pain, they could never fail me
on the palmеtto, i’m too quick for twelve to tail me
i’m f-ckin’ this mеntally ill goth b-tch, she’s flawless
she said “don’t stop it!”, off the shrooms, i’m nauseous
the racks non-stoppin’, her new man is jobless
and he just talks sh-t, drop the addy, you got a problem
pull up, rock sh-t, when we jump him, it’s like a mosh pit
you— you need to get off my d-ck
it’s pretty girls in here doin’ lines of the office
stockholm syndrome, she doesn’t wanna leave my crib
i’m smokin’ indoor from sacramento
money up, tenfold, benz, not a rental
1of1s on my fit, they’re like “how he get those?”
brodie’s got that shiesty on, walkin’ in like femto
got alyx, not nikes on, i’m up in your rough set
cruisin’ in the v8, i’m watchin’ the sunset
yeah, life is good, life is great
let me unwind, three blunts to the face
i can’t play these games, f-ck that b-tch, i’ll never chase
he wants to ruin me but he won’t meet me face-to-face, nah
just one easy payment and he’s gettin’ erased
i just took a tab, i’m not here, i’m lost in sp-ce
[interlude: playboi carti]
designer drugs and i need some ice, hoe, ooh, ooh
a lot of hoes, yeah, i need some condoms, ooh, ooh
designer drugs and i need some ice, hoe, ooh, ooh
you ridin’ too slow, are you high, hoe? ooh, ooh

[verse 2: smitty]
710 labs, smoke you like the shatter in my jansport bag
what? d-mn, hoe i know you really mad
how can i be mad when life is pretty off a tab?
hit the powder room just to take a dab
reach the perfect height and i’ll be floating right back
got an issue with just letting sh-t pass
pickin’ sh-t with me, that boy get bl–dy like a scab
um, yeah, he get bl–dy like a scab
and that’s word to bro, she really think my name is dad
d-mn, yeah, what the f-ck is that?
sun life, stadium, ding him with a bat
oh my god, i’ve been thinking about that
d-mn, that boy is evil, i’m like “yeah, i really am”
i got molly in my body
live inside the studio, b-tch, that’s my only hobby
oh yeah and thotties, they be all up on me
can’t n0body stop me, no one, not even the copies
baby, f-ck the law, f-ck the code of hammurabi
pull up with a mask, call me “smitty jabbawockee”
i be off le jeune and we smokin’ on biscotti
eddy copped an amg, glasswork riding shotty
puffin’ on exotic, boy, this sh-t look like wasabi
d-mn, i’m blowed as f-ck in the soho house lobby
[outro: playboi carti]
designer drugs and i need some ice, hoe, ooh, ooh
a lot of hoes, yeah, i need some condoms, ooh, ooh
designer drugs and i need some ice, hoe, ooh, ooh
you ridin’ too slow, are you high, hoe? ooh, ooh

- killeddy

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