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letra de angelic⁹ - niemen

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i-i-i already higher than your idols, look at me
dont need any feats, broke yo heart, and it finna bleed
fu-fu-f-ck with me, imma demon, holding .223
fresh as h-ll, lil boy wanna be like me

makin blue hunnids with the crew like we f-ckin` bankers
shoot my shot, from the glizzy, like im playin for the lakers
im dancin` molly trippy, boy, stop threaten in the direct
im with the gang so you can’t kick it-

i got designer on my pants, got a chopper
scope at you, do a molly dance
ex hoe want me now, won’t give her a chance
my wallet can’t hold my racks, cause i got `em bands

racks comin` in, zoomin in a coupe
shut thе bluck down, we gon` come through
haven`t got no opps, causе they stay inside
roll 10 woods of tha reefer, shawty wanna slide
i call up on tec’, if they want to talk
try me, leave blood on that money, yea i got the glock
i might cop a tesla, cruisin` down yo block

can’t get rid out of demons in my head
that f-cker tried to play with us, where he now? yeah, he dead
your shawty trynna give me head, so i hit her from the back
sprayed yo homie with a tec, look at u, oh no, u scared

(runnin’ round the city in my prada
you ain’t getting benny hanna)

trapped in the simulation, ice cold, stuck in the winter
i dont wanna steal yo hoe, sorry bro, but i got her
bought her saint laurent shoes and then i f-ck her

- niemen

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