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letra de nauseous - ramisnotfaded

[intro]
(i love you rami)

[chorus]
i won’t pick up the phone when she calling
when she be in my head i get nauseous
i smoke too much gas i’m unconscious, d-mn, wonder why i stopped rockin’
i’m still winnin’ when i take losses
i know she wanna be round the bosses
haters on me i’m like don’t get me started
i just be copping don’t check what the cost is

i won’t pick up the phone when she calling
when she be in my head i get nauseous
i smoke too much gas i’m unconscious, d-mn, wonder why i stoppеd rockin’
i’m still winnin’ when i take losses
i know shе wanna be round the bosses
haters on me i’m like don’t get me started
i just be copping don’t check what the cost is (yeah)

[verse 1]
they tryna copy
he want a feat then i’m taxing
lil b-tch try to hop in my back seat
yeah this choppa got shots like a vaccine
and i’m too up, n-ggas can’t pass me
i might play lil shawty like i’m dashi
rock balenciaga when i’m classy
she a freak, oh yeah she get nasty
i’m poppin’ on stage with these b-tches
b-tch, i’m with the gang with the bros
and you know i stay with my n-ggas
ain’t think about saving a hoe
she a devil and n0body know
you tell me you keepin’ me close
h-ll nah but you let that sh-t go
i’m rockin’ moncler head to toe

[pre-chorus]
i won’t pick up the phone when she calling
when she be in my head i get nauseous
i smoke too much gas i’m unconscious, d-mn, wonder why i stopped rockin’
i’m still winnin’ when i take losses
i know she wanna be round the bosses
haters on me i’m like don’t get me started
i just be copping don’t check what the cost is

i won’t pick up the phone when she calling
when she be in my head i get nauseous
i smoke too much gas i’m unconscious, d-mn, wonder why i stopped rockin’
i’m still winnin’ when i take losses
i know she wanna be round the bosses
haters on me i’m like don’t get me started
i just be copping don’t check what the cost is
[verse 2]
i just got louis all up in my headband
he tryna run up on me he a dead man
we cannot f-ck with that boy he a fed man
shoutout to barlos i call him my right hand
shoutout to unii i call him the xan man
i feel like somebody watchin’ me somebody plottin’ me when i’m around feel like that
i gotta keep that stick on me so they cannot try me
d-mn, look how far i made it tell my momma i’m the man
i don’t think they get it they don’t really understand
i been doing good since i’m making all these bands
whats the point of f-cking b-tches when i’d rather use my hand

- ramisnotfaded

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