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letra de guns n' roses - scrim

[intro]
lonely boy
you did good, $l!ck
it’s a smash
ayy

[chorus]
hop out the 4×4, get a opp folded, yeah
my b-tch love rockstar sh-t, guns n’ roses, yeah (woah)
i’m on my top dog sh-t, fanged up, gold mouth (yeah)
drugs on pop-star sh-t, they all sold out, yeah
sippin’ on drop, my momma can’t look, she say i got dead eyes
uh, i let ’em talk ’cause these motherf-ckers more dead than they realize
uh, tell by my face, ain’t worried ’bout sh-t, that rubber get peeled out
poppin’ them pills for years so there ain’t much i feel now, yeah

[verse]
hop out balenci’
hop out in vetemеnts
step out the rick, step out thе elements, yeah
poppin’ on tranqs, i’m high as an elephant, yeah
spinnin’ in york, high off the ketamine, yeah
hang out the roof, top off the casket, yeah
sl-t out the coupe, f-ck her in traffic, yeah
hop off the porsche, sw-ngin’ that ratchet, yeah
hop in the wraith, block out the static, uh (yeah)
chrome out the face, chrome out the bl!ck (yeah)
sl-t out the hoe, f-ck out the fit, uh
sip out the four, numb out the fix (yeah)
fired the port, took all the risks
[bridge]
look at my face, ain’t worried ’bout nothin’
hop out the four-by— (yeah)
hop out the 4×4
look at my face, ain’t worried ’bout nothin’

- scrim

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