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stay awake - kilo gram$ lyrics

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(-hook cardi)
wake up in the morning gotta count the
cake
wake up in the morning blunt to the face
wake up in the morning getting good face
styrofoam doubled up cup full of drank

i’m off alotta drugs it’s hard to stay awake
i’m off alotta drugs it’s hard to stay awake
styrofoam doubled up cup full of drank
i’m off alotta drugs it’s hard to stay awake

(verse 1 kilo)
i wake up in the morning and i’m counting cake
we pulling up in foreigns it’s a drag race
blue face benjis stack in em inna safe thc
we poppin like a bandaid smoke ounce to
a eight re up the next day quarterback
call the play touch down in they face

backwood full of grapes bad b-tch
feed me crepes
i f-ck hoes like nate i pop a ollie i skate cuhz i been
grinding for a long time ballin like jordan
when he hit his prime i never turn my back on
my f-cking slimes getting high mountains but i still
climb

smoke a blunt the face cup filled with that drank
eye low won’t blank king kong grape ape watch this n-gg-s
get scr-ped fly n-gg- no cape rich n-gg- eat steak
put these rappers on my plate

(-hook cardi)
wake up in the morning gotta count the
cake
wake up in the morning blunt to the face
wake up in the morning getting good face
styrofoam doubled up cup full of drank

i’m off alotta drugs it’s hard to stay awake
i’m off alotta drugs it’s hard to stay awake
styrofoam doubled up cup full of drank
i’m off alotta drugs it’s hard to stay awake

( verse 2 cardi)
f-ckin bad sl-ts sipping good drank
backwoods stuffed how i medicate
keep my pockets stuffed full been franks
ate a 8th of shrooms now my stomach
ache

double cup i be stumble when i’m on lean
chains fighting like floyd this the money
team
she suckin and she f-ckin rollin off a bean
bad hoes and drug addiction i feel like
charlie sheen

all this money got me c-cky
spanish main she always call me papi
said she suck d-ck and she do it sloppy
i can’t f-ck tha b-tch if her p-ssy floppy
racks up on my ear i hear the money
calling

different colors in my hair i feel like
dennis rodman
chains on me like a slave i ain’t picking
cotton
pack so loud they think my weed rotten

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