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letra de bby press - $lim gucci

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[chorus]
pop a bean, man i’m looking really mean, gold t–th
baby press, no it’s never what it seems, and i’m
i’m still depressed, still be drinkin’ all my lean just to
relieve the stress of a codependent fiend, say it

[verse]
where my checks? no respect comin’ out your neck
with no regret, every motherf-ckin’ word i meant
i’m not upset, just got trauma that won’t go to bed
won’t let me rest, voices that i hear inside my head
i’m off the rot whеn i’m cruisin’ to the south side
la-youngin-player, and you know i’m known to lеt it ride
b-tch i slice him with the devil in my calvin klein’s
glock to my head, round the block to catch your mom and pop
when a pause hit my drink, i stay loaded-loaded
when i snort away the day, i think ’bout overdosing
but why it makes me feel okay, i think that’s more important
these f-ckin’ [?] in my brain, they got me all distorted

[chorus]
pop a bean, man i’m looking really mean, gold t–th
baby press, no it’s never what it seems, and i’m
i’m still depressed, still be drinkin’ all my lean just to
relieve the stress of a codependent fiend, say it
pop a bean, man i’m looking really mean, gold t–th
baby press, no it’s never what it seems, and i’m
i’m still depressed, still be drinkin’ all my lean just to
relieve the stress of a codependent fiend

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