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letra de serotona - nik yato

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[verse 1]
serotona on my wrist and that sh-t fit nicely
motherf-ckers wanna take shots, mos eisley
people wanna try me? try me
freeze your brain, i’m just too icy

[verse 2]
people talking bout throwing their shots
sold out shows, but the grind don’t stop
everyday notes, like i write a lot
got the talk but you running too much, just walk

[verse 3]
punk ass liars gonna end up the ditches
how you hug your mama, and still call women b-tches?
i know you f-ckers all too well
looking at me climbing like “nah you fell.”

[verse 4]
y’all are snakes in the grass
throwing shade in the classroom
sucking up hope like a godd-mn vacuum
let these people make what they want
but you treat it like a comp, instead of having fun, yuh

[verse 1]
everywhere i go, i bring the energy
“oh you melancholic”, guess you ain’t a fan of me
people always looking like they enemies
i don’t care, i got myself a family
[verse 5]
fake friends make faker fans
i don’t really attention from a faker, man
hope you f-ckers understand
i don’t really need the money but i got it
all you f-ckers trynna copy, while i take off like a rocket, yuh

[verse 6]
pretty boy, hit the track like boxing
run around some f-ckers like who gon’ stop me?
i k!ll ’em, pretty born villain
never dropped off i just copped a new ceiling, yeah

[verse 7]
hit a c note, but you b-tches see through
i don’t give a single f-ck, inflate your own ego
i’m just trynna make sh-t pop
never stop, pretty boy rising to the top yeah

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