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letra de roket - seventhirtyatmorning

[intro]
yeah
aah (this how i bring you in then like—)
yeah (thirty)
woah, woah, woah
alright, yeah

[chorus]
to make it clear (to make it clear)
i don’t f-ck with none you p-ssy n-ggas here (none you p-ssy)
twin told me, “listen”, i said, “nah”, i trust the gut ya’ (yeah, yeah)
i got drac’ hand, i might light the crowd up (blatt)
i don’t pay for p-ssy, nah, they just give it up
they were crooked walkin’ in, i had peeped it, keep it tucked
it’s some animosity in the air (woah), i think it’s about a sl-t i did worst way (huh)
oh my god, she was upside down talkin’ in cursive (cursive)

[refrain]
all these b-tches touched
yeah, you lucky to be the first one (first one)
this lil’ girl need god, oh my god, she need church or some (some)
pray for them, pray for me
you don’t need to pray for my pockets (pockets)
they not in best shape but i’m about to take off like a rocket

[bridge]
yeah, and shoutout my dog whylunar, man (yeah)
slatt, slatt, thirty
you feel that? (thirty)
[verse]
swerve (swerve), miss the curb (miss the curb)
pop a perc’, f-ck around, get the urge (get the urge)
make some money off the wake up if you know that’s where you trippin’ (woah)
it’s some ways to get some paper, you got hoes, okay, pimp ’em (woah)
i was mad, took a xan, now i’m better, it’s simple (simple)
drb i don’t advise it, but i’m nothing like you n-gga
remember i told you pray for me (yeah), please, pray for my liver (liver)
all this codeine promethazine i been sippin’ (sippin’)
ever since i got locked down i ain’t been livin’ (livin’)
ever since i git here, man, i started takin’ these pills (right)
it ain’t no point to cry ’cause she don’t understand my feelings (she don’t)
even if i cry a little, it won’t stop me from millions (yeah, yeah)
i’m finna make this sh-t from nothin’ to a whole lotta f-ckin’ something (f-ck)
too much bullsh-t in the way, too many fake hoes (woah)
too many hating ass n-ggas (woah), with no real goals

[chorus]
to make it clear (to make it clear)
i don’t f-ck with none you p-ssy n-ggas here (none you p-ssy)
twin told me, “listen”, i said, “nah”, i trust the gut ya’ (yeah, oh my god)
i got drac’ hand, i might light the crowd up (blatt)
i don’t pay for p-ssy, nah, they just give it up (uh)
they were crooked walkin’ in, i had peeped it, keep it tucked
it’s some animosity in the air (woah), i think it’s about a sl-t i did worst way (huh)
oh my god, she was upside down talkin’ in cursive

- seventhirtyatmorning

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