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letra de body - li rye

[intro]
(hold on [?])

[chorus]
came through with a ten in my pocket, i’m loaded, just popped me a roxy
intoxicated, been gettin’ high than a b-tch off them bodies
make himself shoot the b-tch in his body
rest in peace to all my young n-ggas, violent
they keep steppin’ on sh-t like he shoppin’
they can’t tell me sh-t, i’m the youngest and richest, you do what you want when you poppin’
made it out, now that’s why they envy
n-gga b-tch, try to blemish my image
‘fore this rap, tryna cash out with a semi
used to trap, used to sit in that b-tch ’til it’s empty
my mama called me, told me stay off the pills
i can’t ‘causе i’m in love with how it feel
pain, pour it up, crack a seal
mix the pеrc’ with the drank, this sh-t give me a thrill

[verse]
i was just on the block tryna catch me a k!ll
got my feet kicked up while i run through the hills
i got n-ggas i know i won’t see for some years
i was pourin’ out lean while i was holdin’ back tears (what they say?)
dropski, i get you whacked in the field
you ain’t slangin’ no heat, you don’t know how to drill
i remember the days all my n-ggas was real
f-ck feelings, i’m clutchin’, you playin’, you spilled
chest shot, left the b-tch gaspin’ for air
nonchalant, ain’t for a n-gga to stand
you got the drop, n-gga, where at?
f-ck all that sparin’ a n-gga, i need me a new hat
headtap, watch him drop to his knee
paranoid, i’ll clutch on a fiend
sippin’, but i can’t go out like i’m green
i’ll flip it, split this sh-t up with the team
i done finally realized they ain’t with a n-gga
couple shots from the drac’, left him face down
i’m thuggin’ for real, why would i put my k down?
thought they was ‘posed to pull up just to spray rounds
this sh-t so deep, i’ll shoot up a playground
b-tch, this a louis v bag, ain’t no sprayground
so up, i don’t think it’s a way down
extortion, p-ssy, you gon’ get down or lay down? brrt, boom
don’t say sh-t i don’t like, i’m clutchin’ some big sh-t
i’m outside with a new stick
tryna go lay somethin’ down, put n-ggas on new clips
murder and muddy ground, b-tch, you can’t move here
i be solid, i don’t slip
keep that b-tch on my hip, i’m who these n-ggas fear
i watched my dog never shed a tear, ah
[chorus]
came through with a ten in my pocket, i’m loaded, just popped me a roxy
intoxicated, been gettin’ high than a b-tch off them bodies
make himself shoot the b-tch in his body
rest in peace to all my young n-ggas, violent
they keep steppin’ on sh-t like he shoppin’
they can’t tell me sh-t, i’m the youngest and richest, you do what you want when you poppin’
made it out, now that’s why they envy
n-gga b-tch, try to blemish my image
‘fore this rap, tryna cash out with a semi
used to trap, used to sit in that b-tch ’til it’s empty
my mama called me, told me stay off the pills
i can’t ’cause i’m in love with how it feel
pain, pour it up, crack a seal
mix the perc’ with the drank, this sh-t give me a thrill

- li rye

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