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letra de rasta - lazygod

[verse 1]
catch me on mi-
catch me on mi-
catch me on mi-
catch me-catch me-
catch me on miami beach i’m sliding in a jetski
[?] f-ck n-gga, you can’t finesse me
yo b-tch in my dm sayin’ “lazygod come bless me”
n-ggas think they swagging [?] n-gga okay let’s see
i’m up early getting to the money b-tch don’t text me
i need blue hunnids, benjamin that be my bestie
used to get no love, b-tch you pulling up to neck me (d-mn)
all i hang with thugs, all you hang around is pipsqueaks
sold her ass some adderall she spinning like a frisbee (yuh)
tripping out them shrooms, everything just look so trippy (yuh)
n-gga don’t you turn that on my dawgs, y’all so risky (don’t do it)
smoking gas [?] n-gga i don’t drink no whiskey
f-ck you selling n-gga how we sliding down yo [?] (b-tch)
you know how i’m rocking i’m not talking ’bout the milly (okay)
n-gga why the f-ck you talking bruh you sound so silly (okay)
goofy n-gga you like 30 and still shop at tilly’s

[chorus]
n-ggas down bad in the crib smoking flakka
i be smoking gas like a motherf-cking rasta
catch me up in new york eating shrimp n’ pasta
f-ck you mean, b-tch i got the sauce just like waka
n-ggas down bad in the crib smoking flakka
i be smoking gas like a motherf-cking rasta
catch me up in new york eating shrimp n’ pasta
f-ck you mean, b-tch i got the sauce just like waka
n-ggas-n-ggas down bad in the crib smoking flakka
i be smoking gas like a motherf-cking rasta
catch me up in new york eating shrimp n’ pasta
f-ck you mean, b-tch i got the sauce just like waka
[verse 2]
[?] ’bout the p-ssy she a f-cking p-ssy popper
pull up in the truck, it’s a motherf-cking [?]
you was on some weird sh-t, so i had to block ya
so i had to f-ck his b-tch she singing like a opera
[?] make a n-gga feel like waka
got my [?] ’cause i’m hot just like a sauna
smoking gas i got the plug in d.c. like obama
no b-tch you can’t see me i finesse then i’m a goner
[?]
pull up hit that b-tch and i ain’t use no condom
n-gga try to steal my swag he back up at the bottom
n-gga why you always f-cking hating what’s the problem?

[verse 3]
catch me on miami beach i’m sliding in a jetski
[?] f-ck n-gga, you can’t finesse me
yo b-tch in my dm sayin’ “lazygod come bless me”
n-ggas think they swagging [?] n-gga okay let’s see
i’m up early getting to the money b-tch don’t text me
i need blue hunnids, benjamin that be my bestie
used to get no love, b-tch you pulling up to neck me (d-mn)
all i hang with thugs, all you hang around is pipsqueaks
sold her ass some adderall she spinning like a frisbee (yuh)
tripping out them shrooms, everything just look so trippy (yuh)
n-gga don’t you turn that on my dawgs, y’all so risky (don’t do it)
smoking gas [?] n-gga i don’t drink no whiskey
f-ck you selling n-gga how we sliding down yo [?] (b-tch)
you know how i’m rocking i’m not talking ’bout the milly (okay)
n-gga why the f-ck you talking bruh you sound so silly (okay)
goofy n-gga you like 30 and still shop at tilly’s
[outro]
drinking [?] f-cking up my kidneys
[?] sushi i’m not tryna [?] no [?]
if i pull up b-tch i need the bag just like hefty’s

- lazygod

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