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letra de dracula - swaine & eric godlow

[intro]
eric, look at me

[verse 1: swaine]
i pray it doesn’t miss
i pray i still live
praying for myself and the ones i’m close with
rest of y’all i treat you like you don’t even exist
i never needed none on you, no

[verse 2: eric godlow]
yeah, yeah, yeah
i just cut ’em off
keep my name out your mouth
i’m not involved
b-tch made, been a couple years ain’t sh-t change
tell me how you feeling now?
tell me how you feeling now?
ima drain you of your energy
b-tch i don’t want no drama
f-ck the comments that you sending me
like i’m dracula see me on rodeo
f-cking cruising in the acura
[chorus: swaine]
ayy, i’m way too twisted off the l!ck
champagne taste like victory, simply
all my day ones stayed on through the bumps
question is would they stay on through the bucks?
i hope so, if not then i’m f-cked
dread sunrises like i need to drink blood
tempted by a lotta things i keep it all tucked
concealed like a gun, fire off what i want

[verse 3: swaine]
windows down like i need it
ten toes down like i’m surfing high seas
heard you went broke, that couldn’t be me
i chase high seas like i got scurvy
peel it all off like a sunburn
i rap, stank faces ugly like charlie kirk
say-say she loves the voice like i’m lil durk
money comes easy like a virgin and i know it hurts
p-ssy tried to bully so i got to work
on his soul, all my lines curse like an overdose
holy smokes, got a big stacks like an outcast
every l i took you can count it on one hand

[chorus: swaine]
ayy, i’m way too twisted off the l!ck
champagne taste like victory, simply
all my day ones stayed on through the bumps
question is would they stay on through the bucks?
i hope so, if not then i’m f-cked
dread sunrises like i need to drink blood
tempted by a lotta things i keep it all tucked
concealed like a gun, fire off what i—
[verse 4: eric godlow]
yeah, yeah, yeah
don’t tempt me
now i’m all up in your thoughts live rent free
envy, give a f-ck ’bout what your telling me
let it be, either you my opp or you’re my enemy
ayy, had a dream about it last night
those who doubted were on the corner smoking crack pipe
low life, like a b-tch you need your own life
don’t take it from me, just take your own advice

- swaine eric godlow

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