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gold wvlf - hexkin lyrics

i’m sippin’ grey blood out my motherf-ckin’ fijji bottle
ain’t got that money but that gold gleams inside my chest
rolling erotic dreams, exotic drinks
my ex no longer on my mind, not even when i blink
it’s just a brink, chillin’ with yung jorj
i’ve lost some f-ckers, i’ve earned some brothers
my squad is stealthy not like all of y’all f-ckers
i shut the lights off i want the dark to f-ckin’ haunt us
slicing a couple f-ckin’ cuts from wrist to my f-cking shoulder

i don’t give a f-ck about your problems, i got my own
my b-tch so cray can’t handle truth, f-ck i’m so gone
again i’m drowning in this sorrow, feel like i could wallow
there’s no tomorrow, feels i could die with showing
no regret no remorse no goodbye
hex so suicidal, prey for the snakes in the streets
but the blade keeps me safe from the ugly truth
locked within my roots, no f-cking way a b-tch can ever sue
no f-cking way a rat can ever put, it’s hand on what i’ve loot

still draped in blood from head to toe, not riding lone
i got my brothers, got my fiends right on the go
we crawlin’ outta h-ll, these b-tches flow inside my blood
i wish i could unplug with slugs in my brain
think i’m leavin’ stains, flood with regrets
a walka’ to my grave, i got my knuckles busta’
still knock a motherf-cker i’m less or more a suicidal
bipolar from the damage this depression left me savage

in pain i trust ho, hoes, got me cautious
got that razor in my pocket
don’t move so quick i’ll dash i’ll f-ckin’ cut you
blood my desire, nightmare on elm street my f-cking choir
i f-ck’d your b-tch she splash’d like water
don’t comb your hair at me boy i’m not a truck driver
i drive ’em b-tches crazy when i dive into they p-ss-es
im sippin smoothies with ’em xanz
i’m smokin’ hot when i’m at my worst
there’s no remorse, f-ck boy

- hexkin lyrics

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