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letra de nirvana in the whip - lou the human

[chorus]
i been high all week, can’t find a floor, yeah
i just spent four racks on nothing, dawg, yeah
i don’t mind if i hear ’em talk down
they ain’t really f-cking with me and they know now
up in paradise, homie (yeah), this is our town, yeah (ayy)

[verse 1]
i just ordered pizza with a diva and she rolling all my weed up
you been tryna see her, but she sia to the weak sh-t
85 beat kicks and i still leave ’em seasick
sneeze, b-tch, how so blessed with this sh-t
i’m the best with this sh-t, till my death in this b-tch
weed so loud, probably leave ’em deaf in this b-tch
come correct in this b-tch, when i sketch you should dip, yeah
i been on the road like i’m running from the law
gave ’em lil’ time but now i’m coming for you all
hugh rack probably bring a missile to your door
just for thinking sh-t was soft, west brighton till i’m gone, b-tch
i’ve been on that pun sh-t, new york-run sh-t
bumpin’ some nirvana and i’m probably going dumb, sh-t
somersault the sentence, make that motherf-cker front flip
spittin’ like a gun clip, tell ’em all to suck d-ck, yeah

[verse 2]
5 a.m., dropping jewish models off, homie, that’s a mazel tov
yeah, i’ve been getting to it while they noddin’ off
these p-ssy rapper cotton soft
i don’t really listen to ’em, you ain’t on my playlist
you don’t ever say sh-t, on my “never play” list
dawg, i was younger and i used to work the grave shift
funny, since then, man, i’m still up on that same sh-t, word
i done murdered every noun and verb
’bout to f-cking learn tongues, probably still be going dumb
bet i write my sh-t in braille and they still’ll never feel me
i’m the only one could k!ll me, give a f-ck about you really
give a f-ck if you could feel me, b-tch, i’m numb
i be up all night, i been duckin’ from the sun
i used to play the bas-m-nt, tell your girl that she should come
now i’m looking like the one, b-tch, you looking at the sun, don’t stare
man, i’m getting to the point that i really don’t care
they ain’t really nowhere, i ain’t really know where
i’m supposed to go from here i’m already at the top, yeah
on my way home and she already at the spot
b-tch, i’m never gonna stop getting better when i jot sh-t
pop sh-t and i still be making pop sh-t
f-ck you mean thought i wasn’t gon’ talk sh-t
rack on that god sh-t, every single bar sick
yeah

- lou the human

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