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stolen goods - a.leech lyrics

[refrain]
this is that sh*t that i love
we spend all our money on drugs
this is that sh*t that i love
we spend all our money on drugs
this is that sh*t that i love
we spend all our money on drugs
this is that sh*t that i love
we spend all our money on drugs

[verse 1]
this that sh*t i like, i like, a lot
and this that sh*t that’s rocking when it’s hot
i had to come and drop it on the block
i popped [?] the kitchen with [?]
i don’t really wanna stop and
i don’t really wanna drop it
if you want a perfect day go and f*ck a polly pocket
yeah i’m in a rocket ship
[?] at the top of sh*t
drip drop pick your pocket
park it where i want it, b*tch

[verse 2]
i love that you want me, baby, but
my mind has been stuck in crazy mode
i’ll miss you from my head
i hope that we can still be friends
[refrain]
this is that sh*t that i love
we spend all our money on drugs
this is that sh*t that i love
we spend all our money on drugs
this is that sh*t that i love
we spend all our money on drugs
this is that sh*t that i love
we spend all our money on drugs

[verse 3]
yo, these songs free songs
live in your bas*m*nt
a triple sec tripping on roots in your pavement
i never left so far from my friends
but now you’re tripping on me, sipping on me
leave me on read

i’m in a jetpack so i’m higher than planes
i need a setback cause this will go to my brain
i cannot relax because
you know i want to skip it
you know i’m gripping when
i’m slipping off this blimp
that i’ve been steady pimping
lowkey, yeah, i do this for me
one, two, one, two, yeah i do this for me
it’s too queasy in the back and breezy in the front
you know how to smack [?] the f*ck around sitting on my ass
it’s too queasy in the back and breezy in the front
you know how to smack [?] the f*ck around sitting on my ass
all my ass, all my ass i’m gonna shake them
[?]
i know you love me, but
i can’t control it
i’m a freak, a poet
i don’t think you know it
but mama, it’s okay
cause i got my f*cking squad up
we don’t play we don’t f*ck with all the drama
i’m gonna cut back on the marijuana
for you
actually maybe not, because i’m stressed the f*ck out

- a leech lyrics

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