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softheart / truett - g's (astral samurai) كلمات أغنية

[verse 1]
count it up, bag it up
rap, don’t pack
never lack nor front
not a kid like me
look at that phone no texts
grip stretched in an o
foot wet from the holes in his sneaks
beast
f-ck with the collar then
f-ck with a bitter motherf-cker like me
life let alone is a trip to me
extract the dimethyltryptamine
took a couple hits and it was history
f-ck it still in the blackness
done ever since “let it happen”
holding a mystery
now the floor looking more like an abyss to me
chase the dragon
pounce
pick up a pack of the flour and count
(one flower, two flower)
yeah
break it down by the ounce, yeah

[chorus]
pen and tie wanna wait, sit
guilty by affiliation
handle mine all the weight sit
drawin’ cards boi i fill the ace in

[verse 2]
astral samurai wearing cosmic armor
shaded edges to the cosmogramma
squishing matter blow the universe up
need the bank account like comma comma comma
b-tch we dated we vimeo
might sweep your feet when it’s hitting you
i feel it shaking my pineal
just copped a pack of the medical
roll a couple burn em all at centennial ey
psylocin sit in my retinals if you gon beat me
you better send ten of you
funny still not at the pinnical
f-ck with the kid if he letting you
f-ck with the kid (x3)
no chance b-tch
pen and tie wanna wait sit
guilty by affiliation

[chorus]
pen and tie wanna wait, sit
guilty by affiliation
handle mine all the weight sit
drawin’ cards boi i fill the ace in

- softheart truett

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