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$uperman - altoy lyrics

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(yeah i don’t usually spit on these types of beats but, here we go)

[hook]
i smoke cos i smoke i smoke cos i’m stressed
you broke yeah you broke you smoking on some stress
i take a little puff and it’s like the letter s is on my chest
i might just bust it when i flex
b*tches love it when i text

[verse 1]
but i don’t say much
got other b*tches with the same b*tt
i got b*tches that are twins too
my d*ck is like a plane i’m crashing in two
neck is icy that’s how i drink soup
i’m walking with a limp too
[hook]
i smoke cos i smoke i smoke cos i’m stressed
you broke yeah you broke you smoking on some stress
i take a little puff and it’s like the letter s is on my chest
i might just bust it when i flex
b*tches love it when i text

[verse2]
my favorite letter is s with the lines through
i couldn’t tell you how the time moves
how much would it cos just to spend a night in heaven
at thugs mansion bumpin mac with the mac eleven
coming up cos in the back is second
pourin up with juice and all the homies i haven’t seen since my youth
i work quick and efficient
got no time for no b*tch or no b*tches
i got chick in the kitchen
and a chick with the chickens
you got a b*tch with a waffles
i’m smoking pot you got a b*tch with a pothole
i get my sh*t straight from paco
went to dinner with a b*tch and all i ate was her taco
i just say yo no hablo
in her backyard b*tch i’m colder than pablo

[hook]
i smoke cos i smoke i smoke cos i’m stressed
you broke yeah you broke you smoking on some stress
i take a little puff and it’s like the letter s is on my chest
i might just bust it when i flex
b*tches love it when i
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[interlude]
b*tches love it when i f*ck em
b*tches love that sh*t in public
these b*tches love it in their stomachs
like that really takes some guts b*tch

[hook]
i smoke cos i smoke i smoke cos i’m stressed
you broke yeah you broke you smoking on some stress
i take a little puff and it’s like the letter s is on my chest
i might just bust it when i flex
b*tches love it when i text

[outro]
but i don’t say much
don’t got much to say to these b*tches
i’m about my bread

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