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cursed - atl smook lyrics

[chorus]
i was so broke thought i was cursed
you cuffin’ that thot, you lovin’ that hoe
just know that i hit it first
i’m geeked out my mind, i’m motherf*ckin’ trippin’
that molly, it bring out the worst
i got the stick in that rick owens shoulder bag
no, this not a purse
shawty she real nasty, yeah took my soul, i need go to church
ridin’ down peachtree street
i took off the top, i pull up in verts
all of my n*ggas on bullsh*t
you play round, they draw down and turn you [?]
i’m on a big cup of red lean, yeah its quenching my thirst

[verse]
i’m blowin’ on za, i’m stuck in the clouds
smashin’ this scat, motor it growl
they copy the swag, but still don’t know how
these n*ggas lame, they cramp up the style
i got some bales in the trap, in a pile
i got some ricky [?]
i got bl!ckys and they go bow bow
she get stick and move, gotta know how
diamonds hittin’, got the girls goin’ wild
[?] flavor, what you know ’bout that
see you pocket watching, tryna count my racks
got [?], she tryna stab my back
bouta run outta love, no room for a nat
if i pull my wrist out, she gon’ come right back
i went jpg, with the chrome hearts to match
i went 2 door coupe, i’m just riding with slatt
i’m stickin’ to the plan, i ain’t gettin’ off track
if you lookin’ for me, know where i’m at
at wells fargo, tryna withdraw stacks
if it ain’t bout guap, i don’t wanna chat
[chorus]
i was so broke thought i was cursed
you cuffin’ that thot, you lovin’ that hoe
just know that i hit it first
i’m geeked out my mind, i’m motherf*ckin’ trippin’
that molly, it bring out the worst
i got the stick in that rick owens shoulder bag
no, this not a purse
shawty she real nasty, yeah took my soul, i need go to church
ridin’ down peachtree street
i took off the top, i pull up in verts
all of my n*ggas on bullsh*t
you play round, they draw down and turn you [?]
i’m on a big cup of red lean, yeah its quenching my thirst

[outro]
i’m blowin’ on za, i’m stuck in the clouds
they copy the swag, but still don’t know how
i got some bales in the trap, in a pile
i got bl!ckys and they go bow bow

- atl smook lyrics

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