letra de cut throat (remix) - thetruesylo & puresnow
[chorus:puresnow]
breathin’ through a cut throat
i don’t give a f-ck though
i just be spinning off the molly and the mud bro
bleedin’ through a bust nose
winter and i’m sitting froze
i don’t give a f-ck about the haters they don’t make racks
yeah b-tch i make racks
od in a maybach
vivienne westwood chain and my jeans that
i be smoking top highs you been on them fake packs
i don’t even smoke no more i just wanted to say that
[post-chorus:puresnow]
three racks in my handbag
snakes be tryna tax that
i’m inside this jungle with these people and some mad cash
moving like some black cats
i don’t even wear black
but i’m still better dressed than all the f-ckkng fake tags
three racks in my handbag
snakes be tryna tax that
i’m inside this jungle with these people and some mad cash
moving like some black cats
i don’t even wear black
but i’m still better dressed than all the f-ckkng fake tags
[verse:thetruesylo]
dripped out denim
all black fit blend in like venom
keep momentum
only going up now life give lemon
feel like lennon with the blue tints on
feel like i took the red en’
see through lies like a two ply bedding
give me a sec and
stop with the bullsh-t act like i’m felon
but you the real culprit send me to heaven
fight for what? die for what?
you and me are the same, said i am not
the enemy, inner me tryna climb right up
and when i freeze just know its cah my ice was on
i stay hot like lava when the time has come
200 hunnid degrees, not fahrenheit, i’m done
i keep the peace like paper with some writing on
i stay free or at least i can try get some uh
[chorus:puresnow]
breathin’ through a cut throat
i don’t give a f-ck though
i just be spinning off the molly and the mud bro
bleedin’ through a bust nose
winter and i’m sitting froze
i don’t give a f-ck about the haters they don’t make racks
yeah b-tch i make racks
od in a maybach
vivienne westwood chain and my jeans that
i be smoking top highs you been on them fake packs
i don’t even smoke no more i just wanted to say that
breathin’ through a cut throat
i don’t give a f-ck though
i just be spinning off the molly and the mud bro
bleedin’ through a bust nose
winter and i’m sitting froze
i don’t give a f-ck about the haters they don’t make racks
yeah b-tch i make racks
od in a maybach
vivienne westwood chain and my jeans that
i be smoking top highs you been on them fake packs
i don’t even smoke no more i just wanted to say that
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