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letra de lowk3y wanna die - lunchbox

[intro]
(x8)
(i’mma die)
lowkey try’na get high
lowkey i wanna die, lowkey try’na get high
lowkey i wanna die, lowkey try’na get high
lowkey i wanna die, lowkey try’na get high
and my b-tch she don’t know where i’m at, b-tch, i’m up in the sky
give a f-ck about calling her back, ’cause i’m already high
you know my brodie tote automatics, make a call, get ’em dropped
some these n-ggas was frontin’ way back, n-gga, look at you now
n-gga, look me at now, look at you now

[verse]
choppa give ’em new smiles, and it’s giving new frowns
when we walk in that b-tch, what you finna’ do now?
i know i’m a lil’ sick, sick, sick, i still ain’t tryin’ go into h-ll
uh, oh
i had a hard time letting that [?] go, oh
sipping this pain up in this fashion, oh
bb, ricky, lv glasses, oh
walk in the spot and she taking her clothes off
i got my gun and them racks, told that b-tch “keep the door closed”
b-tch, you can’t come in my circle, its closed off
they don’t want beef, ’cause they vegan, they kous kous
it get nasty like coleslaw
n-gga, this sh-t could get nasty like coleslaw
they like, “lunch, where you go?”
they like, “lunch, where you been?”
i said, “b-tch, i been home”
i been recording these hits, i ain’t telling a soul
and if i send bro on a hit, i know they ain’t telling a soul
[chorus]
(i’mma die)
lowkey try’na get high
lowkey i wanna die, lowkey try’na get high
lowkey i wanna die, lowkey try’na get high
lowkey i wanna die, lowkey try’na get high
and my b-tch she don’t know where i’m at, b-tch, i’m up in the sky
give a f-ck about calling her back, ’cause i’m already high
you know my brodie tote automatics, make a call, get ’em dropped
some these n-ggas was frontin’ way back, n-gga, look at you now
n-gga, look me at now, look at you now

- lunchbox

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