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letra de deuce v2 - kyle richh

[intro: jenn carter]
ayo boga cl!ck that sh-t at
freezy
you love me, me
you love me, me
me, you love me, me
you love me, me
you love me, me
you love me, me
you love me, me
grrah

[verse 1: jenn carter & kyle richh]
i’m in the stu’ wit’ liquor as a bev’ (like, what?)
throwin’ up four, catch a opp and he dead (dead, like)
he rest, hospital bed (bed, like)
i cannot sleep, i be off of the meds (like, d-mn)
like, what? f-ck all these b-tches (like, what?)
i just put all this pain in my smith &
aim for the top ’cause i cannot be second (i can’t)
in the store at eleven, we sendin’ ’em seven (like, what?)
i cannot be somethin’ i’m not
beam on my waist and it stay on the glock (glock, like)
i be fiendin’ to cl!ck and it’s everyone shot (everyone shot, like)
i can’t trust not a soul, i put trust in my glock (my glock, like)
they sleepin’, no beauty
get in my feelings, start lookin’ for doopties (doopties)
need a b-tch for the night (what? d-mn)
spot me a opp and you know its on sight (grrah-grrah, boom)
(like, what, like, what?)
[verse 2: kyle richh & jenn carter]
grrah, too many demons, don’t know what to fight
like, liq-liquor taste good when i’m bussin’
pass me the pate’ and mix it wit’ ice
like, send the addy, i’m slidin’ in ten
pho-phone dnd, when she step in my benz
’cause we goin’ up, no time for distractions (distractions)
like, all these demons, they stuck in my head
real, real love (don’t gotta pretend)
like, i’m in love wit’ my gun and my pen
(and we had a thing so i can’t be her friend)
but, f-ck it, might kick it to jenn
ne-never lackin’, can’t turn to a pack (to a pack)
what? stay with the nine when i bend (when i bend)
it’s a spliff in my hand when i rap (when i rap)
i’m off the d’ussé, don’t know how to act (how to act)

[verse 3: kyle richh]
grrah, i’m in the booth with the deuce on my lap (deuce it)
how you jackin’ me? called you a rat (get off my d-ck)
like, o-opp n-ggas, still takin’ trains
brother got caught and the other got fame
like-like, what? who really on that? (d-mn)
he no good, he did bad for his team (bad for his team)
how y’all n-ggas still sippin’ on green? (green no good)
blockwork a b-tch and his mother a fiend
like, i’m in the lead, in celine (like, what?)
n-ggas’ homeless and still tryna beef (like, how?)
please don’t keep me when i’m off a bean (like, d-mn)
sippin’ and grievin’ from sh-t that i seen (grrah-grrah-grrah)
on a rock wit’ a couple of knocks (like, d-mn)
heart drop when they scream, “ninety-two” (like, what?)
free static, go dumb wit’ the deuce (like, d-mn)
free static, go dumb wit’ the— (like, huh? deuce)
[outro: kyle richh]
go dumb wit’ the deuce (like, what? like, what? like, d-mn)
like, go dumb wit’ the— (d-mn-d-mn-d-mn, grrah-grrah)
go dumb wit’ the deuce (like, d-mn)
d-mn, go dumb wit’ the deuce, d-mn (like, what? like, what? like, d-mn)
like, go dumb wit’ the— (d-mn-d-mn-d-mn, grrah-grrah)
go dumb wit’ the deuce (like, d-mn)

- kyle richh

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