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letra de oxycodone - leesta

[intro]
oh, no
no-no-no, oh
i told her to the face, yeah
no, no

[chorus]
i told that girl to the face, “babe, call up your best friend or somethin’
’cause s-x better with some company”
she don’t gotta tell me she wanted me, i knew, yeah
you can stay a night or two
i’m a real superstar, hop in my room
i ain’t poppin’ no bars, on percs to the moon, let’s go, oh
tryna leave me with some pieces i can scatter on the floor
ysl velour, i fly b-tches from el salvador, no
you can’t get close to me, you can’t evеn approach me, girl
trippin’ on me, need to stop that sh-t
need a wh0re? i got us, yеah

[verse]
bags, i know you want one
opinions like problems, ’cause everyone got one
she tryna move but she can’t run, stuck with me
b-tches in my custody
got a benz truck, not no hummer or jeep
lil’ boy say it’s up, then it’s stuck with me
on god, i ride for my goons, they slide
she wrong, but i’m right
i can tell that she lyin’
i can tell that she tired of the lies and the fightin’
gt porsche, take the top off when i’m ridin’
hear the b-tch roar when the engine go
if your little, b-tch, gotta let it go
never puttin’ no b-tch on a pedestal
i learned that sh-t a long time ago
my best friend got his heart broken like two different times
and for that reason, i don’t latch on
but how you finna break my heart, girl, when i don’t even have one?
memories plague me, i been different lately
i don’t trust a single person except my lil’ baby
but i don’t know
hit it from the back, put that girl in a chokehold
when you see me, don’t take no photos
this b-tch feel like oxycodone
[chorus]
i told that girl to the face, “babe, call up your best friend or somethin’
’cause s-x better with some company”
she don’t gotta tell me she wanted me, i knew, yeah
you can stay a night or two
i’m a real superstar, hop in my room
i ain’t poppin’ no bars, on percs to the moon, let’s go, oh
tryna leave me with some pieces i can scatter on the floor
ysl velour, i fly b-tches from el salvador, no
you can’t get close to me, you can’t even approach me, girl
trippin’ on me, need to stop that sh-t
need a wh0re? i got us, yeah

[outro]
i cut my b-tches off and made ’em into bosses
i told them b-tches to be bossy
more money, so i don’t really care what it cost me
bad little b-tch from out of state, she say that she want me
this for all the sophias out there in the world, and they boyfriends
might hit your block up, i swear

- leesta

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