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lirik lagu sacrifice – brycen chaisson

(intro)
i’m sorry i missed your call
um
i was just calling you back to
let you know that uh i love you
and i miss you
(girl crying like a whale)
(yeah, yuh, yuh)

(verse 1: brycen chaisson & guavaiced)
walk in the place with a choppa
shots at your face, keep it 100 no gecs if you hyper i’ll pop ya
hit with the mac thru the window
i still got this speed cola perk/perc so you know i am off it
looking for hits like an a&r
all of my diamonds is whiter than trailer parks, uh
i am a jit so i’m boutta spark
my dog be stuck in a tree, that’s a double bark, uh
i feel like i’m brycen, all the cash i be chasin/chaisson
keeping a pump like asthma, i’ll be leaving him shaken
i just be going dummy, tote a stick like a caveman
making an opp pray, on his knees when we aimin/amen
aimin’ blastoise, you can not drip but i make it rain, step back boy
can’t stand you peoplе i need a cane got the strap like
you feel a wholе lotta pain (you be nagato)
i got the gas like i’m bane (uh)
(verse 2: brycen chaisson & guavaiced)
masked up, they calling me bane
i really feel like kurapika way i got all these chains
act up, finna put you in a cast like a play
everybody be biting off me, i’m feeling like a tray, uh
hittin’ you better be k!llin a bit of my brain (cells)
i’m really silly i’m fighting a couple of lames (h*ll)
i could be shooting a movie i’m not with the fame (well)
i be causing a wreck when i try to train (okay like)

when i’m doing that, you can ask, who is that, kid
spitting fluent gas, do the dash, super fast whip
i be feeling crazy i’m losing it feeling like sid
people going dummy for producers tryna send a kit

honestly honest head out the window like a drive*by
uber eats, we pull up for the beef with like five guys
nine lives feeling alinity i’ma fly high
paint you with your blood if you get it twisted no tie*dye

(verse 3: guavaiced)
my money up while yours down, see saw
i fix you up wit that tec, geeksquad
lambo, horses in the whip, yeehaw
gotta get up for the green, treetop
never can test or contest wit the best
arms to your head, that’s a headlock, now you rest
better get vest to yo chest, shoulda guessed
like best buy, i’m finna pull up with some tecs (wait)
(verse 4: brycen chaisson)
got a bad mind, i’m a rabbi, it be class time, in the past i
had a cast, i gotta glass eye, that’s a false sight like presley
test me, say that you’re goated but you act petty, come rent me
cause you’ll never own me, like harvey dent i act friendly
said i’ma villain, the better me spittin’ a bit of his head, i’m a mom in the kitchen i
cannot be wishin’ a gtx send him a card, he be fishin’ a bit of a river
i’m taking the ‘cillin but i could be filling up bottles and bottles, it’s up to the ceiling
his heart i be feeling, it’s jumping around in my hand like a i*bitty frog and i’m k!lling you, uh

- brycen chaisson

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