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letra de pick up - ‎osamason

[chorus: osamason]
new g200 (skrrr), go-got brand new money (bee, bee, bee, bee)
balenciagas got muddy
ba-bands just dropped, lo-lovely
i know foreign b-tch wan’ f-ck me
i know fan hoes wan’ hug me
ion’ know why they still judge me
for the failures calling me ugly
i still got love for my brudda
ion’ know if my slime trust me, but i’ll still slide for my blood, uh
i’m still-i’m still pourin’ up mud, yuh
doub-double cup leaked, sh-t f-cked
messed my mind up off them drugs
now all i think is the wrong stuff
this hoe a bone picker
i-i can’t leave home with her
slatt, come on, pick up, i’m tryna make sure you good

[post-chorus: osamason]
i drop off packs in the hood
i make sure everything good
two-hundred flood(?), i make sure everything flood(?)

[verse: ohsxnta]
i make sure everything flood(?)
i’m on ’em percs, can’t pick up
my twin on oxycodone, got ashes all in my lungs
if you want smoke, then push up
pu-putting in that work, no push-up
i-i’m sipping on drank for my hiccups
n-gga, put your hands up, it’s a stick up (huh)
wanna run up? try yo’ luck (yuh)
ion’ want no percs’, i’m stuck (yuh)
n-gga, stop that sh-t (go), you suck (huh)
n-gga, stop that sh-t (go), you bluff (huh)
n-gga, stop that sh-t, i’m in that five star whip, they be like “what is this?”
this a bentley, b-tch, n-gga, my partner died, i ain’t friendly, b-tch (yu-yuh, yuh)
n-gga, i’m by myself, i can’t trust no b-tch (yu-yuh, yuh)
flexing that lil’ ass hoe, but i f-cked that b-tch
suicide doors up on the whip, i’ll get you gone real quick
n-gga said that that’s his b-tch, but she just sucked my d-ck
[chorus: osamason]
new g200 (skrrr), go-got brand new money (bee, bee, bee, bee)
balenciagas got muddy
ba-bands just dropped, lo-lovely
i know foreign b-tch wan’ f-ck me
i know fan hoes wan’ hug me
ion’ know why they still judge me
for the failures calling me ugly (yuh)
i still got love for my brudda
ion’ know if my slime trust me, but i’ll still slide for my blood, uh
i’m still-i’m still pourin’ up mud, yuh
doub-double cup leaked, sh-t f-cked
messed my mind up off them drugs
now all i think is the wrong stuff
this hoe a bone picker
i-i can’t leave home with her
slatt, come on, pick up, i’m tryna make sure you good

- osamason

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