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letra de gambling (original version) - summrs

gambling (original version) lyrics
[verse]
you wanna go to war?
aye, i took a xan, i ain’t die yet
i get so high like a pilot
i put a glock in my jeans so don’t try it
yeah, i with some n-ggas, they violent
my pockets on fat, boy they giant
i ain’t never listen so define it
smoking on gas, the cannabis
i walk in i smell like like a can of p-ss
when you walk in you smell like a can of sh-t
i’m off of the drugs i’m gambling
playin’ with my life boy i’m gambling
i wanna be where ever the xanny is
she holdin’ my d-ck, she a handy b-tch (yuh, ayy)
sh-t can get lit like a lighter
b-tch wanna f-ck imma pipe her (aye)
that boy wanna feat imma jugg him
i ain’t talk price so just fool them
these n-ggas hate on like f-ck them
got this third game just pluck ’em
my nina a sl-t she gon’ f-ck ’em
i’m with dj phat, run that sh-t back
ain’t smoking grams i’m smoking qps
she look at me when i’m on the scene
got the chop, it came with the beam
my diamonds, they chopped
them b-tches they gleam
summrs a hot boy, just like a season
kicking sh-t with your b-tch for no reason
that boy tryna kick sh-t with no legs
call up blast, have his dumbass dead
my pockets they fat, yeah they don’t fit
[?] 12, f-ck the feds (—partner, okay)
i took a perc, i got off the meds
blue hunnids’ had that boy looking red
i came in this b-tch, did my thing, ayy
these n-ggas they not on my rank, ayy
she think she my b-tch but she ain’t
i ain’t going out sad, no i can’t
said you want the smoke, boy what you gon’ do?
said you want smoke, what you wanna do?
smoke 93, sippin’ on juice
summrbangz, boy i’m gone in that coupe
call up lil card, that boy he rude
i’m f-cking your b-tch, ’cause that was my mood
she gave me a chance and i made it move
gave weiland the bl!ck, he make it move
[outro]
woah, yeah, go
go, hey, go
go, go, go
go, go, go
what the f-ck are you talking about, okay?
i’m your partner, okay?
you’re not gonna trust me with that kind of thing
who the f-ck you gonna trust?
[?] come here, come here, hey
what the f-ck are you talking about, okay?
i’m your partner, okay?
you’re not gonna trust me with that kind of thing
who the f-ck you gonna trust?
[?] come here, come here, hey

- summrs

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