letra de sins - kxsh
kxsh – “sins”
yeah oooh yeah
viigod
ooooohhh
[hook]
what you mean? (what)
i don’t smoke no weed i – sip my lean (sip)
yeah i pour that muddy up (pour it up)
that sh-t make me numb as f-ck
i don’t feel the buzz (i don’t feel it)
ima’ od from my cup
jus’ to feel the love
what you mean? (what)
i ain’t poppin’ beans (pop no beans)
what you feel? (what)
my wave overseas
yousa’ a p-ssy with no -ss (with no -ss)
snake up in the gr-ss
ima’ keep it in the past (yeah)
and hope that you gon’ last (yeah)
[verse 1]
sendin’ shots (pew pew)
watch out who you shootin’ at (who you shooting at)
i got thugz up in the vii
you can’t run wit that (you can’t run with that)
yeah she know she bhad
shawty you be good wit’ that
i’m the brown hulk shawty (oooh oooh ooh)
all i do is smash
kash rich d-ck deposit
tryna’ make the commas kamikaze
c-m like a comet and make the profit
like i picked ya’ pockets
money talkin’ so i never gossip (ooh)
millyrockin’ cause i popped her p-ssy
like it’s poppin’ sockets (phew)
rather break her heart
than break her promise
i’m jus’ bein’ honest (no lies)
and i been khaotic
but they been the modest
i took the pain
b-tch i took the losses
left my ways and i took to crosses
spread my wings no albatrosses
yeah yeah yeah yeah (straight up)
(bridge)
they don’t wanna see you win
pray that god forgive my sins
blessin’s errything i give
speak to demons with a grin
sell your soul you never live
i got more lean at the crib
they don’t wanna see you win
pray that god forgive my…
[hook]
what you mean? (what)
i don’t smoke no weed i – sip my lean (sip)
yeah i pour that muddy up (pour it up)
that sh-t make me numb as f-ck
i don’t feel the buzz (i don’t feel it)
ima’ od from my cup
jus’ to feel the love
what you mean? (what)
i ain’t poppin’ beans (pop no beans)
what you feel? (what)
my wave overseas
yousa’ a p-ssy with no -ss (with no -ss)
snake up in the gr-ss
ima’ keep it in the past (yeah)
and hope that you gon’ last (yeah)
[verse 2]
started from the bottom
you can hit the lotto
i will win tomorrow
drownin’ in a bottle
drownin’ in his sorrow
always wanted gucci
see the ferragamo
done put my life on the line
it’s either you win or you die
f-ck a iigga who ain’t no failin’ to try
watchin’ the fate of you die (pew pew pew)
but you takin’ death for a ride
but i jus’ been leanin’ and grindin’
and findin’ my own separate path
at the back of my mind
tryna’ find closure with death
but instead it jus slips to the back of my mind
but i’m inconsiderate
rather be a hippie than a hypocrite
pop a iigga in an instant with negligence
like i’m ignorant
eat the flesh of my enemies for my sustenance (bite)
body anybody like a hobby
tell the ambulance to get the body
i’m high as f-ck you still at the lobby
gimme brain gimme sloppy toppy
sorry b-tches i ain’t never sorry
peter piper still picked a topic
f-ck the bullsh-t yeah f-ck the story
(bridge)
they don’t wanna see you win
pray that god forgive my sins
blessin’s errything i give
speak to demons with a grin
sell your soul you never live
i got more lean at the crib
they don’t wanna see you win
pray that god forgive my…
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