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letra de killem' all - ​okayomni

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[intro: omni]
(huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(huh, huh, huh, huh)
huh, yeah (huh, huh, huh, huh)

[verse 1: omni & 800pts]
i’m off a percocet pill, i need god to come and take the wheel, i need him to come save me (yeah, yeah)
some of these n-ggas some hoes, but they think they made me (yeah, yeah)
some of these n-ggas don’t know sh-t, they dumb as f-ck, yeah, for sure
buy me a tesla pill when i get bored (bored)
i been off these f-ckin’ pills, it feel like i’m dyin’ (i’m dyin’)
yeah, huh, huh, b-tch, i’m high in sky, b-tch, i’m gone and geeked up off earth (right now)
huh, huh, the b-tch wanna f-ck, told that ho, “i can’t do it unless i got my perc'”
where his mans at? the n-gga put up on a shirt
so the sh-t wasn’t even worth it, i don’t know why he did it
dropped ten bands all up on a brand new pendant
know you n-ggas tryna be like me ’cause i’m winnin’
drop this sh-t on they heads, told ’em n-ggas i sh-tted (yeah, yeah)
where the f-ck that perc’ 10 at? b-tch, i need it, swear i ain’t kiddin’, haha (ha, ha, huh)
huh, n-ggas think that they goin’ far but they not
been blew ten bands all on wock’
swear these drugs i love, know that’s all that i do, hahaha (haha)
don’t put this sh-t on me, b-tch, i swear to god
never needed none of y’all n-ggas anyway
still popped a pill even though i already knew that b-tch wasn’t real, yeah, i knew it was fake (b-tch, b-tch, i already knew that sh-t was fake)
(huh, huh, huh) huh, b-tch, compared to me n-ggas, ain’t got nowhere near what it take (near what it take)
huh, huh (huh), huh, lil’ b-tch (huh)
i still pray to god like every day (huh, pray to god), b-tch, ain’t no way i ever run out of faith (faith, huh) (yeah, pray to god)
[verse 2: 800pts]
(yeah, huh, hah-ah) [?] on my nose, ah
[?] bro, you a poser
i just wasn’t waiting for the exposure (huh, huh)
anywhere i go, got private chauffeur
maybach truck, f-ck that lil’ ahh rover (bih)
i’m too rich, ain’t shop at dover
bad ass b-tch, she takin’ her clothes off (uh, ah-ah-ah-ah)
huh, uh, this new album really pressure, huh
all that bullsh-t these other rappers been droppin’, man, i’ma crush ’em, uh (admit it, i’ma crush ’em)
this new b-tch so bougie, i won’t buy her sh-t, i’ma still f-ck her, huh
and you know i hate my life, that’s why i take drugs and i cut up, uh, uh (they cut my wrist)
yeah (uh-huh), i just turned eighteen, my b-tch is like twenty though (yeah, yeah)
actually, that b-tch about to turn twenty-four (ah)
[?] and i mix it with adderall
they don’t care what i say, i wanna end it all
800pts, i’m the best, i can never fall (yuh)
if i just died tonight, that sh-t look better though
you want a feature? boy, i need a twenty-ball (b-tch)
b-tch, i made it against all odds, remember one year ago they all hated me (pfft)
puttin’ sh-t up my nose, swear to god, man, i’m my own worst enemy (huh)
b-tch, made it out of denmark, got these russians start claimin’ me (uh)
3d printer, ghost glock, run in, i start sprayin’ sh-t, yeah (buh-buh, fsh, huh)

[outro: 800pts]
(huh, run in, start sprayin’ sh-t)
(800, martyr, and omni on the beat, yeah, fsh)
(huh, we brazy, hah, yeah-yeah-yeah)
(hol’ on)

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