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letra de ‍dog food - pretty pe$o

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[intro]
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[chorus]
lungs full, cigarette smoke in the carpool, brand new dog, no dog food
roll up my wood, i’ma smoke that sh-t, don’t say sh-t, smoke my dope
callin’ my phone for the—, oh, uncheck that, please don’t call my phone
lookin’ out for the cops, turn around once, i’m gone
wake up, i don’t give a f-ck, and don’t test my patience
i’m in a mood and i’m really outrageous
tired of hoes, trippin’ and flakin’
by yourself, you really outdated
all the money that i’m makin’ don’t come close to what i need
’cause what i preach help’ me breath and wake up daily
woke up to my girl tryna follow me
and now that i hold it down, i might pop a f-ckin’ artery
i know that i’m hurt, i should probably put mysеlf first
but i’d rather k!ll myself (word)

[verse]
rolled it up, word, hеavy on my shoulders, yeah, i’m tired as f-ck
done with clubs and doors and burnin’ bridges, sayin’, “f-ck the system”
done with cuppin’ hoes, sh-t, i’m stuck, sh-t, i’m barely livin’
i just smoke my dope, got cigarette burns inside my f-ckin’ linen
somebody call my folks, pop pills, overdose
cocaine, call it coke, in my veins, i want more
low graded marijuana grip my soul and now i’m faded
i got greatness on my mind, fill my chalice with the winnings of my cadence
open a bag and i fill it with gold, callin’ my b-tches to bring me my dose
drownin’ myself in a pool full of drugs, all my family losin’ hope
count my sins, i’m throwin’ up bands, line stealin’, coast to coast
f-ck my friends, i don’t want them, i want my b-tch to do the most
[chorus]
lungs full, cigarette smoke in the carpool, brand new dog, no dog food
roll up my wood, i’ma smoke that sh-t, don’t say sh-t, smoke my dope
callin’ my phone for the(em dash), oh, uncheck that, please don’t call my phone
lookin’ out for the cops, turn around once, i’m gone
wake up, i don’t give a f-ck, and don’t test my patience
i’m in a mood and i’m really outrageous
tired of hoes, trippin’ and flakin’
by yourself, you really outdated
all the money that i’m makin’ don’t come close to what i need
’cause what i preach help’ me breath and wake up daily
woke up to my girl tryna follow me
and now that i hold it down, i might pop a f-ckin’ artery
i know that i’m hurt, i should probably put myself first
but i’d rather k!ll myself (word)

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