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letra de can't feel my face - sosmula

[intro: sosmula]
trap-a-holics, drop that motherf-cker, man
sleezy

[chorus: sosmula]
big blunt smoker (work), big gun toter (boom)
my first body, had to k!ll some sober (boom boom)
i can’t wait to pill one over (boom)
i can’t feel my face, i’m still hungover (work)
too much smoke, you gon’ need a lung donor (boom boom)
with the scope, i could hit your son’s shoulder (doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
how you n-ggas gon’ k!ll a young soldier? (f-ck outta here)
who you n-ggas think you gon’ run over? (no-no, d-mn, son, where’d you find this?)

[verse 1: sosmula]
f-ck the internet, i get a hater shot, ayy (boom boom)
potato on the 8-0, turn to tater tots, ayy (boom)
vest on your chest for the naval shots, ayy (boom boom)
hole in your chest like a bagel shop, ayy (doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, real trap sh-t)
feds watchin’ me like a cable box, ayy (f-ck outta here)
captain save-a-ho, i heard you saving thots, ayy (no-no)
lame-ass n-gga wanna be a trapper (f-ck outta here)
fake-ass n-gga wanna be a rapper (f-ck outta here)
spray a n-gga’s brains, hit him in the bladder (boom boom)
take your chain, make you buy it back after (gimme that)
soon as you n-ggas whacked, i’ma laugh after (f-ck outta here)
soon as you turn your back, i’ma backstab ya (sleezy)
[chorus: sosmula]
big blunt smoker (work), big gun toter (boom)
my first body, had to k!ll some sober (boom boom)
i can’t wait to pill one over (boom)
i can’t feel my face, i’m still hungover (work)
too much smoke, you gon’ need a lung donor (boom boom)
with the scope, i could hit your son’s shoulder (doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
how you n-ggas gon’ k!ll a young soldier? (f-ck outta here)
who you n-ggas think you gon’ run over? (no-no)

[verse 2: jasiah]
i’m ’bout to make you n-ggas choke on this bl!ck (choke on it)
let it off until i hear it go cl!ck (yeah, pow, boom boom)
run up on me, swear that you won’t exist (yeah, trap-a-holics, real trap sh-t)
and i’m not into scat but you gon’ eat sh-t (yeah, yeah, yeah)
what’s up? (what’s up?), what’s up? (what’s up?)
you keep talkin’ sh-t, n-gga, really, what’s up? (what’s up?)
i got n-ggas totin’ sticks on some harry potter sh-t (yeah, yeah)
put him in a coffin quick like a vampire
n-ggas always wanna see who the hardest (who the hardest)
he see my gun and i swear that he sharted
pistol-whip the boy until he r-t-rded (what? what?)
sha-sgawty make you give her more drinks than a dolphin (yeah, yeah, yeah)

- sosmula

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