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big hiii - lunchbox lyrics

[chorus]
beating
too much bristow in the blunt i’m like d*mn this sh*t beating
did so much sh*t i was young got away with no beating
had to hop back in that black caddy truck is that season
i get big hi for this trauma not hi for no reason
sometimes b*tch i get so hi i might jump off the deep end
n*ggas be watching lunchbox i see y’all n*ggas creeping
f*ck with lunch you getting shot i ain’t playing no defense

[verse]
this sh*t ain’t making no sense
this guap ain’t making no sense
this thot ain’t making no sense
she so thirsty for me, but some things you can’t quench
she said she hurting for me, she get paid no attention
all this sh*t i done risked, oh
smoking pain that’s that stench, oh
finna pour me some potion, i ain’t tasting no tris, oh
we the ones rеally with motion, so i with extensions, oh
i really camе from the trenches, oh
really came off the benches, oh

i told em, uh
i told em shut the f*ck up
i told em shut the f*ck up
i told em shut the f*ck up
remember days they use to laugh, now i’m up n*gga tough luck
remember when they got me mad now i just don’t give a f*ck

- lunchbox lyrics

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