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letra de weed odor - nazvsthewrld

let’s get it, let’s get it, let’s go
to the top of the world, take over the globe
i need a milly to rock out the show
i know n-ggas wan k!ll me look over my shoulder

top of the building, i’m high to the max
think it’s a feeling i cannot get back
you hear the thrill in my voice when i rap
said what’s the deal ? tell the plug pull up stat
i get a k when i walk in the trap
anything for the fame, all you n-ggas is wack
i been puttin’ in pain from my gang, givin’ back
i been playin’ the game with no feelings attached (yeah)
pour up some lean in soda
really not f-ckin’ with me, lil hoe
brand new whip, got a weed odor (uh)
i’m finna go get cеline from the store

(yеah) i been the king of this sh-t and it’s facts
flew out to cali, i grind for the bag
i-i keep on goin’ up, only a year in this sh-t
the young n-gga keep makin’ them mad
if you wan go up, you really can’t fear this sh-t
gotta leave your old self in the past
flow to l.a., with gang in a urus whip
we got 20 grams stuffed in the bag
yeah

let’s get it, let’s get it, let’s go
i up the beretta, beretta, ya dome
d-mn, that boy stealing my swag he a clone
i put tats on my arm, n-ggas see what i’m on
i put tags on the opps n-gga upping the score
really, watch what i’m doin’
enjoyin’ the show
uh
b-tch, get off my phone
every time that i pop out i’m just rocking chrome
i get high, and then knock out and sleep till the dawn
imma fly the b-tch out just to see what she on

okay, i admit it that b-tch hurt my feelings
grew up surrounded by k!llers
if the plug bad, i’ma f-ck, then ask her for a deal (yeah)
if the plug bad, i’ma f-ck it, then as her for a pill
private jet with vacuum seals, n-ggas askin’ what’s my deal?
we got drug money for real
i got love money for real

let’s get it, let’s get it, let’s go
to the top of the world, take over the globe
i need a milly to rock out the show
i know n-ggas wan k!ll me look over my shoulder
top of the building, i’m high to the max
think it’s a feeling i cannot get back
you hear the thrill in my voice when i rap
said what’s the deal ? tell the plug pull up stat
i get a k when i walk in the trap
anything for the fame, all you n-ggas is wack
i been puttin’ in pain from my gang, givin’ back
i been playin’ the game with no feelings attached (yeah)
pour up some lean in soda
really not f-ckin’ with me, lil hoe
brand new whip, got a weed odor (uh)
i’m finna go get celine from the store

(uh) i’m finna boss up and f-ck a new hoe
every time i perform that b-tch i’m the front row
i been riding in foreign whips smoking wit ro
new thot she not f-cking then she gotta go

- nazvsthewrld

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