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letra de sweatshirt - lil annex

(pressa: verse 1)

givenchy got me looking like a marker
white, blue, and red like hair america
and i’m a roll another pack soon as the pack is done
these n-ggas they in the street
sh-t
i mix lemonade, sprite, lemonade
my shoota on the run with my nina
i pull up on a n-gga like talkin sh-t now
can’t put my glock down once i put my foot down
i’m in here in the trap doing accapella
birds in the air call it h-lla
and my demon he a demon jump out of h-ll uh
don’t call h-ll uh, you can suck me h-lla nice
i’m a take thе chance and roll the dice
littlе man now you don’t drop off your wife
i’mma think about it but never twice
i don’t catch feelings, i catch flights
no sport but i might catch a ball
and if you ain’t got a gun then you a scrub
high school sh-t we flood the mall
on my referee sh-t i make a call
(lil annex: verse 2)

stack of cards, open a pack of hot wheels cars
stolen crack in my backpack, b-tch you have a flat ass
looking like a flapjack, oh no i’m having flashbacks
of lilacs and earwax, stealing knickknacks
but i felt bad so i decided to give them back
i’m spitting fire on the track
playing blackjack, have a knapsack
that holds my handbag
my old back, got me in pain
running on a train track, eating cherries like pac-man
see that girl, she my mamacita
she be modeling c-cups at the victoria’s secret
she took a seat on me then i busted a peanut
i took out a thousand bands and bought venus
my hands look tie-dyed, because of my green thumbs

- lil annex

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