wraith - 1dada4ever lyrics
[intro]
(venexxi)
(sk fusion)
ayy
[chorus]
pop me a perc till i ain’t feelin’ nun
boxing this blunt till it’s punching my lungs
i was 14 when i f*cked on my first one
i was 15 when i got me my first gun
f*cked on a milf, yeah i like my b*tch older
f*ck in her bed gave me head on the sofa
16 momma said she had enough
i came home late she caught me with the gun
ar*15s we were 17 with it could wet up the block leave you there with the fishes
18 i was a young drug dealer
ganged up we with some real right n*ggas
turnt up riding round bad b*tch with us
glock 19 came with a switch on it
we got arps and a cooler kit on it
better turn the f*ck up till the bass break glass
[verse]
jump, yeah, jump, yeah
jump, yeah, percocet’s
i want a lambo big body urus
i’m in a fast one, pills got me furious
drugs out my body it flow through my system
told ’em don’t try me, these n*ggas don’t listen
my b*tch bis*xual her and her kissin
i’m out my body b*tch i have ascended
colors morphing all over the room
eyes dilated i’m lit off a shroom
hyperventilating i’m in my zone
i’m too elevated outta my soul
yeah, i could od
red in my water it’s bleeding
f*cked me in christian diors she a demon
locked jaw hurting my t**th
she wanna have it my way, but not in my crib and no i ain’t stayin’
you wasn’t tryna show love, until i was up, now i grew my wings fly away
h*ll yeah, i been getting these hoes before any fame, before all this i been that man
h*ll yea b*tch i been in pain, if you took my place you would’ve blew off your brain
i jump in a jet, movin’ dem bows in a charter
pop me, a percocet, she don’t feel safe when i’m driving
i bet my name ring a bell now
i was chosen you can tell
some of my brothers still live by the tech nine
b*tch you goin to h*ll
[verse 2]
jump x5
i’m sweating i’m lit off the x
jump x12
flex flex i’m relaxing
show no love to thots checks what i’m chasing
get rich on my opps, like i ain’t got no option
i fill my lungs up walk out the bank like it’s funny
we off that yerk we on nonsense i pour up like i’m bun b
my stomach hurt off that oxy crease up my air force ones
h*ll nah, i ain’t stopping on putting in work till my n*ggas in foreigns and up in the hill
we just some confident n*ggas in love with them commas and dividends who we not better than
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