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lirik lagu rae sremmurd – augustfame

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[verse 1}
n**** is salty why would i lie
i’m feeling like lowry feel like khawi
b*tch ima “goat” and they realize it
couldn’t see me at my lowest why you think i’m getting high?
how you think i’m getting by?
hard body foamposites
case a n**** outta pocket
strips on me foot locker
cooking like i’m betty crocker
turn a shirt into a target
stuff a body in a coffin
reverend go and do the honors
nightmares of the bottom
i’m just trynna make a profit
probably turn into a*
shooting stars like comet
oh you funny guy guess what i shoot comics
pop up a hundred times
i ain’t ever really did to much talking
my b*tch is energized
riding on the d*ck like it’s a honda
they out here telling lies
i ain’t f*ck b*tch keep it a hundred
yeah dumb b*tch i need a condom
when i’m done, sh*t, i never call them
my ex b*tch i double cross them
i shoot sh*t like i’m mccollum
i don’t play sh*t, not with the drama
side kick gon come with a drummer
new pistol scratch off the numbers
my b*tch gon come with a come up
[chorus]
ice run in my arms
fingers itching my palms ache
i ain’t had no prom date
but your girlfriend on tape
i done had a lot of fake friends
now i got a lot of patience
no time spent wasted
ears drumming like rae srem (yeah)

[verse2]
aye
from the top to the bas*m*nt
this b*tch high maintenance
god d*mn don’t make sense
got fam don’t relate with
built up frustration
now this b*tch trynna break bread
better luck trynna break in
aye
f*cking with me
then you ’bout to need a moment of silence
she get deleted trynna get even i wouldn’t doubt it
my n**** get to the cheese and cut it in pieces we gon divide it
i know these n**** is sleep i come with the heat then level the climate
i think you know what the time is
hush mode n**** quiet
big dog b*tch i’m a giant
run up n**** try it
breaking bones yeah i’m wildin’
bring it home n**** riding
getting better by the time
guy fieri with the fire
on my mom i wouldn’t lie
all you hoes out of line
why you asking bout my sign
tryna get a piece of mind
i’m just trynna get the cake
pouring up another pint
rolling up another blunt
smoking that big strong like goliath
[chorus]
ice run in my arms
fingers itching my palms ache
i ain’t had no prom date
but your girlfriend on tape
i done had a lot of fake friends
now i got a lot of patience
no time spent wasted
ears drumming like rae srem
aye
from the top to the bas*m*nt
this b*tch high maintenance
god d*mn don’t make sense
got fam don’t relate with
built up frustration
this b*tch trynna break bread
better luck trynna break*
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