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letra de pineapple juice - rare sound & k camp

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[verse 1]
back in this b-tch, she throw the p-ssy, i bet that i hit
roll me a spliff, shawty, she just wanna ride like a lift
look who i’m with, the gang, n-gga, i hope you don’t trip
b-tch, you know how i came, she fell in love with the drip
(bobby, this sh-t hard)
get it and split it, i f-ck up the city and sh-t
give you the paws like a kitty, i am not kidding
no nfl but we blitzing, i heard that your ho went missing
coupe got recliner seats, i like my hundreds real neat
like to have s-x on the beach, i fell in love with a freak (for sure)
i fell in love with the blues
your shawty want me, just let the ho choose
couple racks spent on my shoes
you know how i move, they watch like the news
i got the waves like a cruise
f-ck on the hoes by the twos
f-ck on the hoes by the threes

[refrain]
look at my neck, vv
look at my wrist, vv
look at my fist, vv
look at my ears, vv
look at her purse, cc
i know these n-ggas see me
i know these n-ggas see us
i know my brothers my brothers (woah)
play with the goat, they gon’ bust (let’s go)
[verse 2]
play with the goat, they gon’ rush (woah)
rush it just like lynch (lynch)
rush it just like bail
just got the pack in the mail
i got the salt for a snail
i got the opps on my trail
b-tch, i’m the new makavel’
hate when my hundreds feel stale (d-mn)
bankroll back pocket, left pocket rocket pocket
racks on my cashapp, b-tch, where your cash at?
tee from express
get on the mic and express
i put this d-ck on her mouth (and what?)
i put this d-ck on her br–sts (ooh)
i got on [?]
smoking a grade just like a test
look, i done made me a mess
mama said that i’m a mess
mama said that i’m the greatest
mama, she call me black jesus
look how i’m walking on water
bought me some new angel pieces (yeah, yeah)
[?] like reese’s pieces
shoutout my cousins and nieces
shoutout my uncles and aunts
baby, this ain’t what you want
shine, young n-gga, shine
grind, young n-gga, grind
i don’t know about you but i got mine, yeah, i got mine
[refrain]
look at my neck, vv
look at my wrist, vv
look at my fist, vv
look at my ears, vv
i know these n-ggas see me
i know these n-ggas see us
i know my brothers my brothers (woah)
play with the goat, they gon’ bust (let’s go)

[outro]
it’s that trappin’ in london m-th-f-cka for sure

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