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letra de elves - vlairx

[intro] [rick and morty]
b: hee’s looking a lot better
r: listen beth, don’t torture yourself
r: i made a similar mistake years ago but you know in a planetary scale
b: is umm, is he mad at me?
r: he’s not pressing charges, i mean it’s gotta be the you shot me equivalent of not being mad
b: can he have visitors?
n: he’d like to be alone
n: he told me to tell you, he’s sorry you didn’t have bad memories of him
b: can he have visitors?
n: he’d like to be alone
n: he told me to tell you, he’s sorry you didn’t have bad memories of him
n: if you love him, you should leave

[verse: 1]
ok i put a tone phone
20 thousand in a month
i can never see the doll
i can read the lyric bo wow
i drop the ball i can sense you on a call
wow you on a call b-tch you better step and roll
i get to the spill i can spill the middle sephire
lotta running in the city never need this sh-t
i run it blow, wow i roll a blunt
i can sense im not alone
woke the b-tches in the fire
but i switchedit n-gga alone
i get n-ggas dropping to the see
high five on my d-ck
woke up im like i want it
i can ride em off the street
i fight the insurence show you why
would up my guns and now my vice
i got the rest of it in the bag
and you can see me run stoned

[interlude]
r: listen beth, don’t torture yourself
r: i made a similar mistake years ago but you know in a planetary scale
vlairx: that sh-t!
b: is umm, is he mad at me?
vlairx: okay, okay got it
r: he’s not pressing charges, i mean it’s gotta be the you shot me equivalent of not being mad
vlairx: you gotta do it agaiiiin
vlairx: agaiin
b: can he have visitors?
n: he’d like to be alone
vlairx: that sh-t it doesn’t work
n: he told me to tell you, he’s sorry you didn’t have bad memories of him

[verse 2]
ok i just took a sip they dont realize it
i can swarm up on my bay
you gotta stop in my signal
i got the cigarrette ashes
that burn tops in my pocket
you know me i can be rocking the bottom
like i be talking
droping the ball
at the back, get this rack
sit the talk
i can feel like im on
i get this sh-t on the phone
all these b-tches calling me
the thousand imma break and now they sip it
the thousand i can never see
the seed they like to see
its at the motherf-cking light
lower ready imma get it
gaw thousand in my bank acc
gotta shift this imma let it go wow ha
using molly it isn’t bad
got this b-tches in the back
putting work putting work
now im trapping on the sack

[outro]
r: listen beth, don’t torture yourself
r: i made a similar mistake years ago but you know in a planetary scale
b: is umm, is he mad at me?
r: he’s not pressing charges, i mean it’s gotta be the you shot me equivalent of not being mad
b: can he have visitors?
n: he’d like to be alone
n: he told me to tell you, he’s sorry you didn’t have bad memories of him

- vlairx

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