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letra de beautiful corpse - loochie mane & lil tracy

[verse 1: loochie mane]
i light up the blunt, hit it, let it ease my mind
smoke so thick i would’ve thought i was blind
smoke, slay, sleep, everyday then i press rewind
bustas hatin’ on me i ain’t even got no time
they be like “oh, loochie rapping now?”
nah b-tch, i’m just in the booth spittin’ straight facts to the youth
this generation gone to sh-t
and that’s the blunt truth
swinging bats up bustas domes harder than babe ruth
i don’t wanna go outside, b-tch i rather stay inside
smokin’ blunts by myself everyday on repeat
drinking fiji water by the box, living life pure every f-cking day of the week
bustas really out here still sippin’ lean, poppin’ molly, y’all wack that sh-t obsolete
b-tches love to front, bustas love to act up, sit down in yo’ seat
b-tch and don’t even speak
flyin’ away with the doves into the heavens
when i die, leave a beautiful corpse layin’
pray to god they remember me, i’s a legend

[chorus: loochie mane]
shinigami boys, baby, do you feel the presence?
baby, do you feel the presence?
shinigami boys, baby, do you feel the presence?
baby, do you feel the presence?
shinigami boys, baby, do you feel the presence?
[verse 2: yung bruh]
i don’t give a f-ck ’bout rules
i’ma do what the f-ck i wanna do
b-tch wanna talk that sh-t?
i’ma try to f-ck her and her momma too
blaze spliffs with my n-ggas, make hits with my n-ggas, b-tch that’s what i’m gon’ do
fake n-ggas lie, b-tch, i don’t know why, swear to god i’ma tell the truth
young ass n-gga roll g’s in a dutch, nah, matter fact i’ma roll 2
12 on my d-ck, yung bruh lowkey, h-ll nah b-tch, there ain’t no proof
can’t trust a b-tch, nah, can’t trust a n-gga, h-ll nah b-tch, i ain’t no fool
i’ma smoke weed till my lungs give out
sh-t bruh, i don’t know ’bout you

- loochie mane lil tracy

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