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letra de laugh track - riley doesn't exist

oh, oh, oh, oh
oh riley with the backpack
walkin’ out the club, with a bottle, and his ass fat
get into the whip with a laugh track
driving with his hand on his d-ck
and the other in a cash sack

gettin’ pulled over, where the rack at?
he came up to the car, and then i asked him where the racks at
he just got a warning ’cause you know that he’s a g
slap that blunt into the buckle of the passenger seat
i’m back in this scene, for real
lightin’ up fools, and we smoking like grills
i got wagyu stuck up in my grills
we burning through sediment like we a drill

in the middlе of the mall, and we puffin’ like pouya
and i got somе bombs in my songs, what’s it to ya?
i’m often a god when i’m on a new tune
yeah i come with the track, and now we metro boomin’

i’m a sinner, and a winner, i am not even human
in the water, part shark, and i’m puffin’ on a cuban
you a target, i’ll mark you, and even while you movin’
mart start a revolution with the music i’m doin’

lemme slow it down for the man in the backseat
like a taxi, smoke doinks, got a fat tree
got a gps, she attracting
d-ck too hard, this sh-t everlasting

1, 2 shots gonna make them go
we bumping this sh-t out the embryo
i got into the whip and made the car explode
gonna whip it in the yard, while she l!ckin’ on my chode
i be sippin’ caviar, roll a joint with my toes
i don’t gotta prove that i’m better
if i’m winnin’ and you lose
then instead of make a noose, making cheddar
and you knew, that a feller in the room, make her wetter
big boss, new shoes, and they leather!

you assuming i’m new, while i’m chewing on feta
too soon, you a noob, so smooth like venom
gotta shoot you, and two’s all it takes to forget ’em
hold the choppa up, let it spray
did i get him?

- riley doesnt exist

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