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letra de go 2 hell - seankennedy (artist)

[intro]
(pouring up daily)

[chorus 1]
baby, can’t you tell? (yeah)
i’ve been doing well
louis on my feet
with chrome hearts and a gucci belt (skrt)
i’ve been doing well (yeah)
i’ve been doing fine, babe
you can go two h-ll
you were never worth my time, babe (oh no, oh no)
never worth my time
now i got b-tches out in turks and caicos sniffing lines
tryna hop back on my wave? well b-tch you must be high
moving too fast, got a new dash, and the doors are suicide (suicide, suicide, suicide)

[verse 1]
i was the reason you glew up (woah)
you used to tell me to grow up (ha)
now you’re thе reason i throw up
it’s not even from thе liq, like woah
you caught me at my low
parties in my room everywhere around the globe (yuh)
trippin off the shrooms (yuh)
why can’t i see my nose? (yuh)
baby it’s too late, too late, too late to try to faze me
too late, too late, too late to wanna date me
cause i been outta state pouring up daily
(oh)
(pouring up daily)
(oh)
(pouring up daily)
(oh)
[chorus 2]
baby, can’t you tell?
i’ve been doing well (oh yuh)
louis on my feet
with chrome hearts and a gucci belt (yeah)
i’ve been doing well (hold up)
i’ve been doing fine, babe (yuh)
you can go two h-ll
you were never worth my time, babe (oh no, oh no)
never worth my time
now i got b-tches out in turks and caicos sniffing lines
tryna hop back on my wave? well b-tch you must be high
moving too fast, got a new dash, and the doors are suicide (suicide, suicide, suicide)

[verse 2]
now i’m seeing more sunny days
all this loud’s got me in a haze
went from chilling on my sofa to seeing money just like billy gates
riding round in a rover two.0, but i ain’t no drake
virgina black in my cup with every mother f-cking dinner plate
on the radio, who that boy? you better know
my future’s looking real bright, might take a flight to tokyo
started from the bottom but look at me glo
shinning so bright, all i’m chasing is dough
ain’t worried about a b-tch, ain’t worried about a hoe
all i’m focused on is me, myself, and more
[chorus 3]
baby, can’t you tell?
i’ve been doing well (oh yuh)
louis on my feet
with chrome hearts and a gucci belt (yeah)
i’ve been doing well (hold up)
i’ve been doing fine, babe (yuh)
you can go two h-ll
you were never worth my time, babe (oh no, oh no)
never worth my time
now i got b-tches out in turks and caicos sniffing lines
tryna hop back on my wave? well b-tch you must be high
moving too fast, got a new dash, and the doors are suicide (suicide, suicide, suicide)

- seankennedy artist

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