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letra de sorry - surf

[verse 1]
my old girl, she was straight, now i got me a badass b-tch (ha)
i keep me a savage b-tch, can’t date no average b-tch
if i come up, i put my bros on the map, lil’ b-tch
don’t be mad cuz you got left up, out this bag, lil’ b-tch
i think my pill talkin’ more than my liquor is
i’m in the field, playin’ more than a steeler is
i’m on some grown sh-t but i still feel like i’m still a kid
man get yo own, trynna stay around for my benefits
man check my watch, you can tell that i’ve been a ten
don’t make me k!ll, make me k!ll, take my innocence
i pop a pill, poured a fo’, while i’m in the whip
i know who payin’ for these hoes, boy you’ve been a simp
i’m trynna get it out my system, way before i get up
watch me pop this big pill, pop it like a mento
and i’m rockin’ number nine, number nine on me, big smoke
and that p-ssy pretty pink, look like pepto bismol

[verse 2]
your homeboy been fold, yeah, he not real
catch him talkin’ down on me, n-gga that’s a opp k!ll
tell me how that glock feel, tell me how that knot feel
they don’t care how i feel, give me sloppy top, yeah
i’m the highest in the room, i’m the drunkest in the room
my b-tch, she came straight from france, she said comment allez vous
push to start, my sh-t go vroom, push to start, my sh-t go zoom
i pop one too many pills, throw it up like alley-oop
they like how i move in silence, they like what the f-ck he doin’
i’ma break that b-tch back out, till it’s f-ckin’ ruined
how y’all let a n-gga cash out, off his f-ckin’ music
all my credit cards maxed out if i f-ckin’ use it
i know that she hate me now (i know that she hate me now)
i hope that she hate me now (i know that she hate me now)
i hope that she hate me now (i hope that she hate me now)
i hope that she hate me now

- surf

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