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letra de whatever - wendigo

[verse 1: bruhmanegod]
p-p-picture [?] for your day to come
i’ll just be on my way
you might smoke me if i stay
all that talkin’ when i told her to [?]
when you spoke around no life, no life left for you
i can hold my own, no stress
and that sh-t is so worthless
i don’t want you in this f-ckin circus
bet that chick got you hurtin’
you’re livin’ pointlessly
and that sh-t’s annoyin’ me

[chorus: bruhmanegod]
p-p-p-ss me off
i might just retaliate, but that would—, that would get you off
you’re lookin’ crazy how you spin the block
i know you just try to [?]
it’s whatever
it’s whatever
p-p-p-ss me off
i might just retaliate, but that would—, that would get you off
you’re lookin’ crazy how you spin the block
i know you just try to [?]
it’s whatever
it’s whatever
[verse 2: lil darkie]
don’t waste time, you’re forgettin’
sun settin’ every morning, ever second that’s passin’, you better get it (better get it now)
i said don’t waste time, don’t forget it
if you’re smokin’, better smoke it like you like it, excited to put the blunt on my lip and sit all in front of my window, and it
and the world would be a [?]
n-ggas screamin’, “f-ck that”
sippin’ too much marijuana syrup, need to cut back
n-ggas actin’ sus the way they jumpin’ on my nut sack
b-tch, you better keep that hoodie, i don’t want my stuff back
smokin’ on that “sh-t you’re never gonna get to touch” pack
n-ggas actin’ different for the cameras, that’s a tough act
shawty want that coke rock, huh, in her b-tt crack
everybody actin’ like a poser, n-gga, f-ck rap
smokin’ on that sticky, n-gga, it might make my lungs black
and if i got a problem, i’ma press ’em like a thumbtack
and we could do some acid together, just pull your tongue back
if i knew life would become a move, i would’ve brung snacks
wendigo creatin’ them melodies and them drum tracks
n-ggas always callin’ us wishin’ they had rung back
but no, i cannot run back, that sh-t makes you dumb wack
know i ain’t with no bullsh-t if you gon’ memorize one fact

[interlude: lil darkie]
hey n-gga, why the f-ck you stoppin’ the song?
you finna—
[chorus: bruhmanegod]
p-p-p-ss me off
i might just retaliate, but that would—, that would get you off
you’re lookin’ crazy how you spin the block
i know you just try to [?]
it’s whatever
it’s whatever

[verse 3: christ dillinger]
i feel so many things runnin’ through my mind
n-gga, keep it real, don’t waste my time
i’ma sip this lean, kick back, unwind
i’ma speak my piece and free my mind
f-ck dirty cops and politicians, i can see the real villains
they steady buildin’ mental prisons
it’s the cause of division amongst the youth, know the truth
n-ggas try to keep us confused
they try to split us into groups so we don’t know what to do
i throw a 3.5 up in the [?] then i watch ’em [?]
n-gga on my bluff, b-tch, [?], i blow the smoke out the roof
f-ck n-ggas be gloatin’ and boastin’ ’bout all the stress they be holdin’
and all the stress they be totin’ because they can’t show emotion

[bridge]
yeah, yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), okay (okay)
yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
[verse 4: cxrpse]
nothin’ really matters, why you stressin’ over sh-t?
every day another lesson or a blessing you could miss
everybody flex a weapon, but depressed over a b-tch
i be chillin’ with my brothers while you pressed over a diss
same clothes, new flow, dollar store brand chillin’
blunt up in my mouth, water bottle still sippin’
go and drink your lean, you that n-gga i’ma live in
but i ain’t even mad, no, cxrpse ain’t never trippin’
you don’t wanna talk, look me in my eyes
you gon’ be alright, smoke and feel the high
you don’t wanna talk, look me in my eyes
you gon’ be alright, smoke and feel the high

- wendigo

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