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letra de goin out sad - ​maj

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[intro]
i’m runnin’ straight to them racks, yeah

[chorus]
yeah, runnin’ them racks up
the b-tches they [?]
flyin’ first class
all of you n-ggas is [?}
send these bullets through ya
leavin’ that boy in the past, huh
hit a hundred on the dash, huh
i pray to god that i won’t crash, huh
we got extended mags, huh
f-ckin’ that b-tch from the back
now she callin’ me dad, huh
her n-gga goin’ out sad, uh-huh
he a lame n-gga, built like american dad, uh-huh
[?] smokin’ the facts, huh

[verse]
she keep giving me brain, she giving me brain
shawty keep goin’ insane
puttin’ that b-tch right up under my ring
ooh, you the only thing i can’t lose
b-tch, i’m out of my mind off these shrooms
feel like a whole different pеrson
i ain’t tryna save, i splurge ’em
pull up on mе, glocky left ’em with urgence
lil’ brodie got f-cked by this glock
but before that, that dude was a virgin
yeah, i stay on the block, yeah, i serve it
make that n-gga bleed, he got a cervix
[chorus]
yeah, runnin’ them racks up
the b-tches they [?]
flyin’ first class
all of you n-ggas is [?}
send these bullets through ya
leavin’ that boy in the past, huh
hit a hundred on the dash, huh
i pray to god that i won’t crash, huh
we got extended mags, huh
f-ckin’ that b-tch from the back
now she callin’ me dad, huh
her n-gga goin’ out sad, uh-huh
he a lame n-gga, built like american dad, uh-huh
[?] smokin’ the facts, huh

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