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flie.12/(2/25/21) - gold huk lyrics

verse 1:
mic down, pen hard, i can’t think straight
i’m overthinkin’ my room is covered in paint
i pray to the lord, lil b*tch he’s my saint
the gangsters just won’t stop tryna k!ll me and sh*t, i’m gonna faint
i’m awake
with my plate
drivin’ to a state
now b*tch lets get to the debate
i don’t give a f*ck, lets count em’ there shapes

chorus:
the back full of trucks, they filled with some bodies
the back full of bodies they filled with some heart
all your love is what i wanted from the start
we hidin’ from him, we readin’ in carts

vеrse 2:
slouja needs to get famous, then hе needs to touch mu slouja blade
money and cards, we can all trade
just bullying and sh*t, life’s like a game
i wasn’t alive so who we gon’ shame
man, f*ck all that talking, take shots to the kidney
down payment on the jaguar
your roommate got credit
twelve months on the lease
chorus:
the back full of trucks, they filled with some bodies
the back full of bodies they filled with some heart
all your love is what i wanted from the start
we hidin’ from him, we readin’ in carts

- gold huk lyrics

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