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Letra : Fvk Quarantine

Oh my god
Wake up say my prayers
Phone I'm bored
I just live my life
Whole vice squad
Bloody wars n guns
Though I'm odd
I'm a f**king genius
Slow I poured
Out my Louis 13
Hope I stored
Cause that man too cost
Go like od
And mmh mmh mmh
Know I'm bored
Yeah that sh*t is the sprite
Codeine od
Goals i scored are mad
Shoulders broad
Bills on me like gate
Go find God
Fuxk the judgement
Broke my sword
Like am Aragorn
Fo my squad
That's a marathon
Blow my wad
Till I'm overboard
Go find God
Don't get bored at home
f**k quarantine
I'm outta time

Why you messy
Dribble me like I've offеnd you like Ramos
I move shady for anyone around mе lying on the grass

That's the lie
I thought she
Was my queen
But no no oo oo
It was a dream
Full of scenes
But now I'm up
And she calling

Mama crazy on this n***a
My old grind I was so kind
Ducking foes cause they impose
They been tryna double TM
For the grind i said yes please
Oh my God you really thiefing on me
Whole style fraud now they taking shots
Oh my God they fuxked up the goons

Men be lusting
But her butt be moving
This f**ked up
My flow ride with that witch ain't really nice
Scary body begging po to breathe but no way you goin die on my knee
Am so sorry but fuxk this pigs
I still don't get their Latin
Ehhpwe Ehhpwe

Oh my god
Wake up say my prayers
Phone I'm bored
I just live my life
Whole vice squad
Bloody wars n guns
Though I'm odd
I'm a f**king genius
Slow I poured
Out my Louis 13
Hope I stored
Cause that man too cost
Go like od
And mmh mmh mmh
Know I'm bored
Yeah that sh*t is the sprite
Codeine od
Goals i scored are mad
Shoulders broad
Bills on me like gate
Go find God
Fuxk the judgement
Broke my sword
Like am Aragorn
Fo my squad
That's a marathon
Blow my wad
Till I'm overboard
Go find God
Don't get bored at home
f**k quarantine
I'm outta time

Yo goons aye
Call me up I ont take nothing but a fruit snacks
Ice-cold water in a bottle when i drown dudes aye
Same old story you came with
My faith still strong aye
My dope be coming
My whole clique jumping

Nailing track from the east side where I used to get my piff straight
Ladies cash here in backroads make that booty wiggle all night
Boozy boozy ooh you so boozy boo you fool you
When the fuxkin posse hit the club all the hoes get ta choosing looting
Own tripod is an indoor shoot
No iPod it's all pro in here
Oh all these goons they be looking smirky
I don't get what is it they want
Ask em Wasup feed them what they want
I don't really got time for no fuxkin hater
Throw em up this are f**kin berries