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letra de die slow - seventhirtyatmorning

[intro]
(ahh)
d-mn son, where’d you find this?
new swag, new swag
i don’t feel anything
new swag
woah
new swag, new swag (huh-huh)

[chorus]
new clothes on my body (woah)
new sigs and balenciaga make a n-gga–(ahh)
i just wanna f-ck my ho’ in county face (county face)
i just wanna f-ck my ho’ in county face (woah)
he talk down ‘bout smoke, but nah, if he insist (he insist)
i just chop on him and his family, they yellin’–(ahh)
i ain’t act mysterious, i don’t really f-ck with no one (f-ck with no one)
i don’t really tell people i’on know ‘em

[verse]
got my head down, i got my headphones on, listen to my music
give a f-ck ‘bout what these n-ggas on
and these b-tches choosin’ with my guys, we gon’ f-ck they hoes
i ain’t really into tellin’ lies, but you know that, though
i’ll leave a p-ssy n-gga fried on the f-cking floor (woah)
we gon’ let that go (woah)
and this gun all on the blow
half of these n-ggas is jokes (ahh)
fn make you bleed, i don’t see you crow
die slow
die slow
die slow (woah)
(they ain’t here to shoot)
(they ain’t here to shoot)
(they ain’t here to–)
(ahh)
i ain’t-i ain’t–i ain’t really f-ck–
i ain’t–i ain’t really f-ck with y’all
i just popped capsule, now i’m bouncin’ off the walls
i just–i just f-cked her faster, huh, huh, ‘cause i’m in charge (ahh)
swear we airin’ on sight, ‘til i cast for a lot
you’ll be tellin’ on rp, we gon’ send your ass to god (woah-ah)
[chorus]
new clothes on my body (uh)
new sigs and balenciaga make a n-gga–(ahh)
i just wanna f-ck my ho’ in county face (county face)
i just wanna f-ck my ho’ in county face (woah)
he talk down ‘bout smoke, but nah, if he insist (he insist)
i just chop on him and his family, they yellin’–(ahh)
i ain’t act mysterious, i don’t really f-ck with no one (f-ck with no one)
i don’t really tell people i’on know ‘em
(ahh)

- seventhirtyatmorning

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