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Letra : Detox
Okay, okay, yeah (Yo)
Okay, okay, yeah, yeah
Okay, okay (Yeah, yeah)
Lean? L-E-A-N
Too much drugs, so I?need?a detox
But it?s?too much pain, so I need?damn drugs
Too many hoes in my f**king inbox
I find happiness in my muhf**kin' earplugs
I don?t give a f**k about the fame, f**k that sh*t
All y'all n***as lying on my name, cut that sh*t
'N all you n***as cap on everything, but that sh*t
Love Santana puttin' you on game, trust that sh*t
Trust that sh*t, f**k that b*t*h
I can't be no [?], I ain?t tweaking off of that sh*t
Trust that sh*t, f**k that b*t*h
Love Santana puttin' you on game, trust that sh*t
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, f**k that sh*t
Yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah
Ayy, f**k that b*t*h
You need to get on your sh*t tonight
Yo' n***a a b*t*h, in my crib tonight
Hoes on a n***a, left and right
See me [?] with me, but no pressure in sight
ain't real, like, "Yeah, a'ight"
Cartier but my VVS bite
Runtz on me, so I'm high as a kite
pu**y is [?], fleshlight
Ba-bad b*t*h, wanna test drive
Walk in, got a b*t*h life
Destiny's Child, I must have arrived
These .223's make your b*t*h ask [?]
It's 2:09, man I'm sleep deprived
Don't nobody know how I'm feelin' this high
I walk in that ho with a Glick on my side
No second chances, no revives
No second chances, can't do that
This MAC-11 turn a n***a blue black
I'm high as f**k, yeah I feel [?]
I'mma manifest so I see these racks
VVS, drip or drown like that
What you say gang? Yo' b*t*h like that
[?], ho' that's on my back
And [?] all we know, [?]
And I'm still in the cut, n***a
With them [?] on, you a f**k n***a
With yo' damn fingers on what trigger?
Hidin' that lil' n***a, in love n***a
I cannot cuff no n***a
Wanna feature from me? No n***a
I cannot trust no n***a
F**k what you sayin', this a talent show n***a
SRT, go n***a
In real life, you a ho n***a
Headshot, now they mind blown n***a
Yo' b*t*h wanna damn blow a n***a
in my toes n***a
I can't hang amongst those n***as
Got the Glock at my shows n***a
She f**kin' with the damn flow n***a
Too much drugs, so I need a detox
But it?s too much pain, so I need damn drugs
Too many hoes in my f**king inbox
I find happiness in my muhf**kin' earplugs
I don?t give a f**k about the fame, f**k that sh*t
All y'all n***as lying on my name, cut that sh*t
'N all you n***as cap on everything, but that sh*t
Love Santana puttin' you on game, trust that sh*t
Trust that sh*t, f**k that b*t*h
I can't be no [?], I ain?t tweaking off of that sh*t
Trust that sh*t, f**k that b*t*h
Love Santana puttin' you on game, trust that sh*t
Yeah, yeah
Okay, okay, yeah, yeah
Okay, okay (Yeah, yeah)
Lean? L-E-A-N
Too much drugs, so I?need?a detox
But it?s?too much pain, so I need?damn drugs
Too many hoes in my f**king inbox
I find happiness in my muhf**kin' earplugs
I don?t give a f**k about the fame, f**k that sh*t
All y'all n***as lying on my name, cut that sh*t
'N all you n***as cap on everything, but that sh*t
Love Santana puttin' you on game, trust that sh*t
Trust that sh*t, f**k that b*t*h
I can't be no [?], I ain?t tweaking off of that sh*t
Trust that sh*t, f**k that b*t*h
Love Santana puttin' you on game, trust that sh*t
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, f**k that sh*t
Yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah
Ayy, f**k that b*t*h
You need to get on your sh*t tonight
Yo' n***a a b*t*h, in my crib tonight
Hoes on a n***a, left and right
See me [?] with me, but no pressure in sight
ain't real, like, "Yeah, a'ight"
Cartier but my VVS bite
Runtz on me, so I'm high as a kite
pu**y is [?], fleshlight
Ba-bad b*t*h, wanna test drive
Walk in, got a b*t*h life
Destiny's Child, I must have arrived
These .223's make your b*t*h ask [?]
It's 2:09, man I'm sleep deprived
Don't nobody know how I'm feelin' this high
I walk in that ho with a Glick on my side
No second chances, no revives
No second chances, can't do that
This MAC-11 turn a n***a blue black
I'm high as f**k, yeah I feel [?]
I'mma manifest so I see these racks
VVS, drip or drown like that
What you say gang? Yo' b*t*h like that
[?], ho' that's on my back
And [?] all we know, [?]
And I'm still in the cut, n***a
With them [?] on, you a f**k n***a
With yo' damn fingers on what trigger?
Hidin' that lil' n***a, in love n***a
I cannot cuff no n***a
Wanna feature from me? No n***a
I cannot trust no n***a
F**k what you sayin', this a talent show n***a
SRT, go n***a
In real life, you a ho n***a
Headshot, now they mind blown n***a
Yo' b*t*h wanna damn blow a n***a
in my toes n***a
I can't hang amongst those n***as
Got the Glock at my shows n***a
She f**kin' with the damn flow n***a
Too much drugs, so I need a detox
But it?s too much pain, so I need damn drugs
Too many hoes in my f**king inbox
I find happiness in my muhf**kin' earplugs
I don?t give a f**k about the fame, f**k that sh*t
All y'all n***as lying on my name, cut that sh*t
'N all you n***as cap on everything, but that sh*t
Love Santana puttin' you on game, trust that sh*t
Trust that sh*t, f**k that b*t*h
I can't be no [?], I ain?t tweaking off of that sh*t
Trust that sh*t, f**k that b*t*h
Love Santana puttin' you on game, trust that sh*t
Yeah, yeah
