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letra de got damn! - sofaygo

[intro]
(ayy, woods, light that sh-t up)

[chorus]
vibing all night, yeah, smoking all day (oh)
so high i feel like i’m talking to myself (sh-t)
so high i might just tell you how i feel (sh-t)
when i pop out, you know sh-t get real (yeah)
(when i pop out, you know sh-t get real, yeah)
i’m tryna pop out, ice all on my grill (bling)
them n-ggas on that same sh-t still (godd-mn)
them b-tches on that lame sh-t still (godd-mn)
[post-chorus]
woah, godd-mn
woah, godd-mn, godd-mn
godd-mn

[verse 1]
tryna take me out the game, but i cannot go like that (go)
tryna take a n-gga out his fame, but i cannot go out that sad (bl!ck)
in the h-llcat, no jack, have my n-ggas perform, black mask (woah)
i was dripping before the racks, n-gga, i was trending before my rap habits, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
so many done turned they back on me, many done got they back stabbed (yeah)
no more running back home, like f-ck all that f-cking backtracking (sh-t)
my life so f-cking lit, man, i don’t gotta do no d-mn cappin’ (ayy, yeah)

[chorus]
vibing all night, yeah (go), smoking all day
so high i feel like i’m talking to myself (sh-t)
so high i might just tell you how i feel (sh-t)
when i pop out, you know sh-t get real (fah-fah)
(when i pop out, you know sh-t get real, sh-t)
i’m tryna pop out, ice all on my grill (bling)
them n-ggas on that same sh-t still (godd-mn)
them b-tches on that lame sh-t still (godd-mn)

[verse 2]
godd-mn, know i got the hot hand (woah)
and you know that world turned that boy into a man (skrrt)
like f-ck uncle sam, ayy, he just want my bands (h-llo, h-llo)
i just want the fetti from you n-ggas, don’t want friends (grrt)
lost in the world, you know what i’m saying
(we not them kids no more, ayy, no more playing) yeah, yeah
(ooh, yeah) if i hit this blunt, i cannot stand (stand)
(ooh, yeah) i’ll never show a n-gga my hand (d-mn)
[chorus]
vibing all night, yeah, smoking all day (oh)
so high i feel like i’m talking to myself (sh-t)
so high i might just tell you how i feel (sh-t)
when i pop out, you know sh-t get real (yeah)
(when i pop out, you know sh-t get real, yeah)
i’m tryna pop out, ice all on my grill (bling)
them n-ggas on that same sh-t still (godd-mn)
them b-tches on that lame sh-t still (godd-mn)

[post-chorus]
woah, godd-mn
woah, godd-mn, godd-mn
godd-mn

- sofaygo

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