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letra de hostage - luclover

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[intro]
yeah, oh-oh
oh-woah, oh
oh-woah, oh
oh-woah, oh
oh-woah, oh
oh-woah, oh
oh-woah, oh
yeah

[chorus]
went to california for a week and flew back
top calling, pop bottles, i need that
top models, got dollars, you need that
you said that i won’t believe in us
coping with the wock, this ain’t no liqour in my cup
i’m a capricorn, i whip this sh-t up from the mud
too must pain and anxiety, i think it’s a must
i gotta stay high, keep this smoke inside of my lungs
this b-tch stay on my mind, got me coping with all these drugs
toxic, “i hate you a lot”, that type of love
stop it, you told me you love me, you a [?]
hostage, she done took my heart, she on the run
[post-chorus]
she rip my heart into pieces like it’s a kitkat
2019, lookin’ back like why you did that
2020, we been [?] had to mix-match
was in my stussys and now i love to flip racks
and i ain’t talkin’ stupid sh-t i’m talkin’ shippin’ packs
wasn’t a lot, for hours, tryna’ perfect the craft
they used to laugh, like i said, i got the other half
now i drive racks and these b-tch want in the f-ckin’ wraith
tip-toeing, keep goin’, i drop racks on you, had rick owens
and she know that i notice
and she moved it wit’ me as always

[verse]
i’m blind to walk in that hallway
bumpin’ into thots i f-cked, i might- oh wait (oh)
pumpin’ out the gas, i swerve on that e-way
all these b-tches bad, don’t give em’ no leeway
lifes still okay
spark another wood, take another to the face
the [?] knew i was sad, that’s when it started to rain
i know my b-tch bad, she keep f-ckin’ up my brain
drivin’ in that foriegn, i can’t stay inside my lane

[chorus]
went to california for a week and flew back
top calling, pop bottles, i need that
top models, got dollars, you need that
you said that i won’t believe in us
coping with the wock, this ain’t no liqour in my cup
i’m a capricorn, i whip this sh-t up from the mud
too must pain and anxiety, i think it’s a must
i gotta stay high, keep this smoke inside of my lungs
this b-tch stay on my mind, got me coping with all these drugs
toxic, “i hate you a lot”, that type of love
stop it, you told me you love me, you a [?]
hostage, she done took my heart, she on the run
[post-chorus]
she rip my heart into pieces like it’s a kitkat
2019, lookin’ back like why you did that
2020, we been [?] had to mix-match
was in my stussys and now i love to flip racks
and i ain’t talkin’ stupid sh-t i’m talkin’ shippin’ packs
wasn’t a lot, for hours, tryna’ perfect the craft
they used to laugh, like i said, i got the other half
now i drive racks and these b-tch want in the f-ckin’ wraith
tip-toeing, keep goin’, i drop racks on you, had rick owens
and she know that i notice
and she moved it wit’ me as always

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