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letra de the lazy song - sus

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[sus. – chorus]
my name is sus. b-tch!
f-ck what you heard…
i ain’t no peasant in the villages
i’m sick in the burbs
i do not really f-ck with percocets
i stick to my herb
i cut a crescent in my f-cking mouth
like my knife was curved yuh
sus. b-tch!
f-ck what you heard…
i ain’t no peasant in the villages
i’m sick in the burbs
i do not really f-ck with percocets
i stick to my herb
i cut a crescent in my f-cking mouth
like my knife was curved yuh

[verse 1]
why’m i so lame though?
don’t say my name bro…
i’m ducking from photos
i only ride solo
brain running slow-mo
drip make me choke, yo!
what the f-ck am i on?
what have i done?

(…tone changes…)

f-ck i think i’m gonna p-ss out…

tryin’ to get the highest that i can…

this’ll be the xanny no doubt…

or it could’a been the diazepam…

got a bucket full of chemical blood…

spilling from the veins of my fam…

filling up another cup of mud…

if i f-cking pull through i’ll be d-mned…

(…tone changes…)

my name is sus. b-tch!
f-ck what you heard…
i ain’t no peasant in the villages
i’m fly as a bird
i only sometimes f-ck with percocets
the xans are preferred
and i be sippin on this f-cking lean
now my vision blurred yuh…

[break – sus. talking]
“now… it’s times like these where i don’t really know what to say so…”

“i’mma just take a sip of lean instead”
-sipping sound-

[verse 2 – sus.]

drink go down
straight to my liver
and i neck another shot
then my body start to shiver
and i’ll drown in the lean
like i’m floating in a river
and i’ll take your f-cking girl
‘cuz i ain’t a f-cking giver hoe
just give me head
pop another med
lay me down to rest
underneath a tulip bed yo!
kinda like $crim done said…
shaking ’till my urges fed
paint a mental picture in my head
(of what?)
of my stone cold body laying dead
sobriety the sh-t that i dread
(why?)
simply ‘cuz i never really cared
naaaaaah

[sus. – chorus]
my name is sus. b-tch!
f-ck what you heard…
i ain’t no peasant in the villages
i’m sick in the burbs
i do not really f-ck with percocets
i stick to my herb
i cut a crescent in my f-cking mouth
like my knife was curved yuh
sus. b-tch!
f-ck what you heard…
sus. b-tch!
f-ck what you heard…

[outro – sus. talking]
d-mn…
lean got me feeling lazy on this one…

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