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seeing things - luxury tax lyrics

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[verse 1]
since a youngin, i was in the hood servin’ rocks
graduated on the block, runnin’ from the cops
they know i always keep a glock, don’t end up in a bind
goyard full of hunnids, it don’t matter what it cost
[?]
baby, tell your friend come here and make her take it off
[?]
he was cappin’ ’bout the package, so we took ’em all
my red bottoms cost an extra stack and you know how i ball
rollin’, we straight up out the pound, this for my n-ggas who are dead and gone
since i didn’t bring it all with me, i might have to spend it all
i know a couple of savages that k!ll sh-t [?]

[chorus]
i sip out of designers, double cups
my foreign b-tch with me, i’m rollin’ blunts
push b-tton the whip and it’s roarin’ up
she jump in the p-ssenger, she thick as f-ck
i got cash for days, had harder days, i’m stuck in my ways
i took chances just so we wouldn’t have to starve today
adderall and molly, i be seeing things
coutin’ up the paper, mister money machine
[?], i don’t need a [?]
now i got floor seats, my haters in the nosebleeds

[verse 2]
i bought a foreign car just so i could test the speed
any extra cash, i go spend it on extra bling
fiji water, neck drip like a f-cking sink
silent stones, that gold you wear don’t mean a thing
once i shop, i cook up like it’s krispy kreme
let’s take some henny shots, i’m rich as f-ck, i’m sellin’ lean
my little spanish b-tch steals drugs out of the pharmacy
got that b-tch fired, now i’m back to buyin’ off the streets
mister pints and bricks and n-gga f-ckin’ on your b-tch
expensive outfit, i’m up, louboutin my kicks
i don’t leave without the stick, might have to hit my k!ll switch
’cause i got drugs all up in my section, i’m just tryin’ to keep it lit
you know what time it is

[chorus]
i sip out of designers, double cups
my foreign b-tch with me, i’m rollin’ blunts
push b-tton the whip and it’s roarin’ up
she jump in the p-ssenger, she thick as f-ck
i got cash for days, had harder days, i’m stuck in my ways
i took chances just so we wouldn’t have to starve today
adderall and molly, i be seeing things
coutin’ up the paper, mister money machine
[?], i don’t need a [?]
now i got floor seats, my haters in the nosebleeds

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