boom bap practice - pretty pe$o lyrics
[intro]
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yeah, come on
[verse]
f*ckin’ got me trippin’ now, i’m clutchin’ out my backpack
motherf*cker, i’m so od, you better call the police
i peep the game, i get around
f*ck up out your body, count the sh*t that i be crankin’
f*ck your b*tch and cut your body down
smokin’ f*ckin’ h*lla weed, blunt inside the kitchen
lately, on a detour, ’cause i been on the pills
like, harder than the detox
i was seventeen, writin’ raps inside my notes and smokin’ weed inside the bathroom
hotbox the b*tch, motherf*cker, i was that dude
couple years later, oxycodone on my doorstep
now i’m nineteen, rollin’ up this sh*t, the big step
still don’t give no f*cks, contraband inside the truck
motherf*ckers on my d*ck until f*ckin’ i bust a nut
too many thotties in my mentions, i hate f*ckin’ with these b*tches
rollin’ nicotine up with the molly, got these b*tches trippin’
turn on my television, locked up in the cage, like, i just got a sentence
break off minor b*tches and tell my b*tch that i’m about to finish
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