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letra de surge - yung dori

[verse 1: yung dori]
yea my life feeling worthless
stomach full of bourbon
you take a f-cking shot b-tch i’ll leave you in the dirt trick
i got my f-cking homie flying out from the berwick
i hit the f-cking bong now i’m feeling like i’m worth it
life finna work b-tch
i’m finna really swerve sh-t
i’m changing up my style b-tch don’t ask me how i learned it
the blunts in my hand filled with pcp i burn this
you charging for a feat but boy i see you don’t deserve sh-t
i’m sipping’ in the east hoe
let me breathe doe
i’m smoking all week though
she sucking’ on my peehole
i flip her head back, blow her brains out
cut her f-cking neck, ‘slice a b-tch’
show her mothaf-ckin rib cage
flipping’ a b-tch on my lap
riding my d-ck and she kissing my back
smoking these drugs and i’m k!lling the rats
i been poured up for weeks and it just feels like death

[verse 2: gizmo]
she say she love everything about me but i got some doubt
how you gone say that knowing’ when you blowing’ on my d-ck that you gonna have all my kids in ya mouth
and you still spit em out
ima f-ckin’ smack a b-tch
i’m fed up with this sh-t i be burning’ through every zip
ima tell ya how it is and i ain’t ever gave a f-ck
unless ya stupid or ya dumb straight teeth no gums
knock ya teeth out and then i’ll then i’ll make ya sum denters
i want it feeling’ like some heaven when my lil d-ck enters
suck until there’s nothing’ like a f-ckin’ dementor
then i won’t feel sh-t i won’t have no temper

- yung dori

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