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letra de murder house - ​ssgkobe

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[intro: tate & violet]
-one after my dad left, i was… ten, i think
last week, first day at my new school, sucks
westfield, right? the worst, i got thrown out of there
i hate it here, i hate everyone
all their boujee, designer bullsh-t
east coast was much cooler, i mean, at least we had weather
i love it when the leaves change
yea, me too
why’d you move here
my dad had an affair
my mom literally caught him in the act
it’s horrible

[chorus]
dracos long and it’s finna go down
i spent too many bands, they wеight down
keep me a k, ’cause they еnvy them
everybody tryna command me now
and these n-ggas know i don’t f-ck with them
they hating, they mad, they wan’ f-ck with us
i stack up the bag and i double up
got too many hoes in the bentley truck
me and gang, we go way back
i just pulled off in a maybach
you don’t get bands just say that (yea)
b-tch talking sh-t we don’t play that (d-mn)
wiping they nose got to say slatt (d-mn)
going up, you can not stop that (d-mn)
just like a weave, i’ma sn-tch that (yea)
[verse]
yea, delirious as f-ck right now, mmhmm
told her, “i don’t give a f-ck right now”, mmhmm
i told her, “i want them bucks right now”
told you that i want the cash right now
told you that i want the bag right now
these n-ggas going so sad, it’s sad (it’s sad)
my sons talk to me, they tell me like “dad”
b-burberry rocking flag
these n-ggas be rocking them clothes (them clothes), i still see the tags (tags)
tell that lil’ ho, you can’t talk to me
run u-run up them bands, got them [?] for free
you want the verse then you paying me
two guns, feel like max payne
people think i’m going insane
i know my young n-gga miss me
i’m begging my mom, counting h-lla cheese
got n-ggas on methamphetamine
you getting no bands, whatchu telling me?
you say you want ’em to come back, they tellin’ me (yea)

[bridge]
yea, yea, yea
aye, run up too many bands
[?] a n-gga talkin’ ’bout
[chorus]
dracos long and it’s finna go down
i spent too many bands, they weight down
keep me a k, ’cause they envy them
everybody tryna command me now
and these n-ggas know i don’t f-ck with them
they hating, they mad, they wan’ f-ck with us
i stack up the bag and i double up
got too many hoes in the bentley truck
me and gang, we go way back
i just pulled off in a maybach
you don’t get bands just say that (yea)
b-tch talking sh-t we don’t play that (d-mn)
wiping they nose got to say slatt (d-mn)
going up, you can not stop that (d-mn)
just like a weave, i’ma sn-tch that (yea)

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