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letra de fast (sueco remix) - oddsmokee

pilly’s in the morning
now i’m sniffing in the evening, ah yah
don’t got time for it now i turned it around
like a hoe at the trap, she sending it down
i don’t got time for the one two three
hand it to my cuzo’ on the clock for a fee
bang bang beretta, i ain’t ever forget her
she lit a fire like some black gold heart went to rage

they tried to put my mind in a cage
i told my teacher no b-tch i won’t behave
i smacked her ass with a ruler i rapped for the class
told em’ how can we lеarn when she got such a fat ass
took the fast еxpress alternative education
i thank the bad teaching, creative mind was k!lling time
now i make my money off writing fine ass rhyme
f-ck these b-tches from the land all they see is my crimes
waking up in the morning like 11 o’clock
take a fat ass dab, turn up the sueco
i’m a child for the music i’ll go out like i’m waco
feel like they all my sons like i’m draco

(drake)
(dubs, all of you)
(oddsmokee)

shredding it, like i’m tony f-cking hawk
i got 9 d-mn b-tches, all they do is talk
i wanna be alone, i just wanna be spitting
king of being introverted, so what aren’t you getting
i feel like i’m rondo i’m always with the sh-ts
i’ve knocked out a few g land cp3’s i’m always on it
super sonic, you don’t want my, hypnotic bars
took off to venus, the way back we stopped at mars
galactic feds had to go and pull us over, whoa
bad tags on the flying range rover
plus my chauffeur is a felon it’s over, no
i told my homie hit him with the ray (bang)
i’m must be trippin’, purple brains sprayed sprayed
now we inna sp-ce chase

waking up in the morning like 11 o’clock
take a fat ass dab, turn up the sueco
i’m a child for the music, i’ll go out like i’m waco
feel like they all my sons, like i’m draco
(license and registration please)
(we ain’t doing this, nah nah )
(bacon)
(bang bang)

took a moment, said the holy f-cking grace
now we flying through a cyber town
and deja vu whipping on mario rainbow road
no snitching now, cause we all got a code
i’m yelling scotty beam us the f-ck up
captain slow your roll we gotta lose the ops
he told me jozzi don’t worry, you not you when you sober
they keep stuffing me with scripts, tabs, lines, and brokers
i know when i go out, it’ll be like some yogurt
almost like my expiration date was from being covert
they sending me another girly, now i got a b-n-r
she made it erupt, like a tonga october

- oddsmokee

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