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letra de reef - osamason & nettspend

[chorus]
count up, can’t stop myself
this b-tch don’t know nothin’ else
i’m pourin’ up for my health
look at my fit, see the wealth
and we got sticks on the shelf
told that b-tch, “f-ck someone else”
i pour a deuce, yeah, no d’usse
this b-tch wanna f-ck to my music
my slime shoot sh-t, give a f-ck who hit
all red, n-gga pulled up the
stacked up on the lean, got pools, i’m lit
to clean, gon’ bite that curb
call my slime, red rum for the murder
bet that lil’ stick leave your crew hurt

[verse 1: osamason]
i can shoot that stick, count up, pour up, lil’ n-gga, i never get nervous
i was rockin’ that sh-t, poppin’ that sh-t, my cup cost about four-thirty
i know what you doing, i’ma get on your ass lil’ b-tch don’t worry
[,] hit that boy
whip that lil’ trackhawk like a toy
h-lla cups and the bih’ stay pourin’
bih’ acting like she never seen a foreign
bands keep poppin’ this sh-t get annoying
feds say they watch my sh-t, annoying
i stay way too geeked up
riding ’round with that heater
chrome heart glasses, see ya
but i can’t f-cking see ya, or be ya
[verse 2: nettspend]
(or be ya)
what, i was in the trap with- but i can’t be ya
smoke me a pound b-tch, do you wanna be us? (bass)
i can call lia, i call that lil’ eater
made me feel my ego, i didn’t even know that sh-t was me though
sl-ts in this freak mirror

- osamason nettspend

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