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letra de deeply scared - trippie redd

[intro: trippie redd]
12 hunna on the beat
(skrt, skrt)
on foe ‘nem (skrt, skrt, skrt)
uno said on bro ‘nem (yeah, b-tch)
yeah
love scars, love scars, love scars (yeah)
woo-ooh, yeah-ayy

[chorus: trippie redd]
huh, you been scarred too deep, i can tell
i can tell, yeah, i can tell
you been scarred too deep, i can tell
i can tell, yeah, i can tell
you been scarred too deep, i can tell (oh)
i can tell, yeah, i can tell
you been scarred too deep, i can tell (you been scarred too deep)
i can tell, yeah, i can tell

[verse 1: trippie redd]
gotta give all your love or nothing (woo)
ride or die, and ride a while for nothing
all year gone and on your own you’re stunting
say you ain’t been worried, b-tch you fronting
but i ain’t worried ’bout you b-tch, ayy
i ain’t worried ’bout you b-tch, oh
i ain’t worried ’bout you b-tch, ayy
i ain’t worried ’bout you b-tch, no

[verse 2: unotheactivist]
i don’t get it (yeah)
said i’m right at home when i’m in it (yeah)
it’s been a minute (yeah)
said she home alone like come get it, yeah (yeah)
man, i’m all alone on these missions
ooh, b-tch, you don’t understand
tryna get to these bands and i’m nothing like your mans
baby girl, there’s a difference
i could probably change your whole life in one minute
if it feel right come hop in my benz
tell me if you love me, i don’t do pretend friends
i did it before, i won’t do it again
tell me that she hate me, oh yeah, i’m off a xan
tell me that she want to try one, go peter pan
i’ma hop right out the car, all of the water, i think i need land, ooh
f-cked a lil’ thot, i’m starving’
i’m f-ckin’ a star, just send the ho plans, ooh
know that you wanna go far, baby girl, just grab my hand
told you from the start you can’t ride without no p-ss (nah)
listen please, you can’t bring no p racks or no xans (nah), christmas tree
light him up then wrap him in saran, baby be with me
we can go venture these foreign lands, please believe in me
you always leaving me (woah-woah)
ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh
rolled up, maserati doors up (woah)
wrist froze up, all y’all b-tches chose up

[outro: trippie redd]
baby, what’s the hold up?
baby, what’s the hold up?
baby, what’s the hold up?
i tried to hold it down
i tried to hold it down, yeah
baby, what’s the hold up?
baby, what’s the hold up?
i tried to hold it down
i tried to hold it down
baby, what’s the hold up?
i tried to hold it down

- trippie redd

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