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letra de coke bottle shaped devil - seventhirtyatmorning

[intro: seventhirtyatmorning]
(music)
(uh, yeah)
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 1: seventhirtyatmorning]
and i’m always creepin’ back in, but i just can’t shake ’em (just can’t shake ’em)
and this new pain hurt worse than the old one, it’s fatal (old one, it’s fatal)
they said i’m on a new page (no), don’t talk to these labels (don’t talk to these labels)
and my heart ain’t change ’cause i’m willing to enable (i’m willing to evolve)
locked in 5 days, i ain’t even watch cable (nuh-uh)
yeah, vices is keeping me up (yeah)
f-ck what you know, you ain’t never seen love (no)
i’m tryna expand, i’m tryna go up (go up)
yеah, you know that i’m tryna go up (yeah)
my clearance is bad, you know that i’m f-ckеd (f-cked)
yeah, my baby boy play with them cuttas, you thought i was mad? i don’t give two f-cks
yeah, i’m deep in your b-tch, she in love and she calling me dad, and i told her to hush
yeah, i been showed you the equation, it don’t equal us (yeah)
yeah, you been tryna strech out (yeah), the problem make it stuck (yeah)
yeah, tell that girl to take the time with me (yeah), no need to rush (uh)

[chorus: seventhirtyatmorning]
yeah, yeah, coke bottle shaped devil
four hearts, love’s gon’ struggle
rick owens these denims
i had to [?], you wouldn’t read ’em, think you sellin’ (think you sellin’)
i’m with your bestie, got drank (woah), [?] with my fellas
she like, “omg, is that a glock?”, i told her, “h-ll yeah” (h-ll yeah)
i’m like, “omg, is that a cop?”, i told her, “turn that” (turn that)
f-ck the mpd, we spin the block, and then we burn ’em (burn ’em)
fox five, mvt, we put they ass front page
(woah, thirty, woah-woah)
[verse 2: protect & seventhirtyatmorning]
drank in my nut, yeah, on my cash
stress in my life, i know i’m straight
you not my type, then go on, bae
i take the forgiatos, stay in la
chrome heart, she like my shades
i smoke weed, got lil’ sp-ce
arp will leave a waste
caught you outta luck, devil put it away
(go, go)
srt came with drac’ (oh)
i go harder than prince
f-ck 12, [?]
i’m at the top, who the h-ll do i hang?
pop this addy, i’m goin’ insane
you can’t hang, no, you a lame
he tryna run up, he get clipped
won’t get fried, don’t pop this blue
stomp on sh-t, okay, with my hood friends, and then take it to the hood
oh, “he the first one to do it”, know i want you, you know that now (you know that now)
huh, i’ma let yo’ ass fall on her, coke bottle shaped devil (yeah-yeah)
crash this whip, my life just like twisted metal (twisted metal)
i’m tryna ice my wrist, but now i’m em-f-ckin’-bezzled
i don’t need any of these n-ggas not on my level
i don’t need the gang, ayy
[chorus: seventhirtyatmorning]
yeah, yeah, coke bottle shaped devil
four hearts, love’s gon’ struggle
rick owens these denims
i had to [?], you wouldn’t read ’em, think you sellin’ (think you sellin’)
i’m with your bestie, got drank (woah), [?] with my fellas
she like, “omg, is that a glock?”, i told her, “h-ll yeah” (h-ll yeah)
i’m like, “omg, is that a cop?”, i told her, “turn that” (turn that)
f-ck the mpd, we spin the block, and then we burn ’em (burn ’em)
fox five, mvt, we put they ass front page (woah)

- seventhirtyatmorning

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