Something like a funeral every day caught a body
Lil Luv (Yung Luv) main acc.25 Plays
•5 months ago
Something like a funeral every day caught a body Something like a funeral every day I’m about it Don’t doubt my material words put you in a funeral Don’t debate about it Some people hate my exotic Some people be choking honest Oh my god , it’s that za that chronic Smoking my dabs in the back of a cab no damns to give man if you ask for my hand you’ll probably get daped up but don’t back stab us they sending there awnsers my days better with couple table dancers and my baby beside me sipping lean all night g , yeah that’s my bae , she want to be my wifey high we seen and high we be all time g I be high like sky but sweet unless I need to heat hi-c It puts people in they place about it No this no debate I’m really full of rage people make me hate people make me shame about life this ain’t ok so I smoke Mary Jane fuck what these bitches be saying It’s no vibe killing kind of night so you want my vibe you might mess up lose something like your night Something like a funeral every day caught a body Something like a funeral every day I’m about it Don’t doubt my material words put you in a funeral Bitch I wake up everyday bout it ,live it ,my spirit Watch out words I spray like a sub machine flames like my words create a flame thrower throwing shade like I’m under palm trees blazing up that green sticky so sticky to where it won’t get off of me rolling blunts to ease the pain in my brain the strain of stress so smoke a strain of Mary Jane to erelieve my hate no debate life hate all us like Lil PEEP stated lifes fucked up so go get fucked up i been about it
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Something like a funeral every day caught a body Something like a funeral every day I’m about it Don’t doubt my material words put you in a funeral Don’t debate about it Some people hate my exotic Some people be choking honest Oh my god , it’s that za that chronic Smoking my dabs in the back of a cab no damns to give man if you ask for my hand you’ll probably get daped up but don’t back stab us they sending there awnsers my days better with couple table dancers and my baby beside me sipping lean all night g , yeah that’s my bae , she want to be my wifey high we seen and high we be all time g I be high like sky but sweet unless I need to heat hi-c It puts people in they place about it No this no debate I’m really full of rage people make me hate people make me shame about life this ain’t ok so I smoke Mary Jane fuck what these bitches be saying It’s no vibe killing kind of night so you want my vibe you might mess up lose something like your night Something like a funeral every day caught a body Something like a funeral every day I’m about it Don’t doubt my material words put you in a funeral Bitch I wake up everyday bout it ,live it ,my spirit Watch out words I spray like a sub machine flames like my words create a flame thrower throwing shade like I’m under palm trees blazing up that green sticky so sticky to where it won’t get off of me rolling blunts to ease the pain in my brain the strain of stress so smoke a strain of Mary Jane to erelieve my hate no debate life hate all us like Lil PEEP stated lifes fucked up so go get fucked up i been about it
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