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all gas (no breaks.) - sickboy // sycx66 lyrics

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intro:
i’m sick of being sick boy
know i like the benzos
talk to a b*tch cos i know she likes the benz though
all black coupe’ with the tinted windows…
pull her hair back and smoke up as she gets low

ain’t never had a license but i get into the bars yeah
carnivore just like jurassic park yeah
she says that she likes it when we ride bare
nightmare
she’s scared
see it in her eyes yeah…

hook:
drop gear dissapear
all gas (no breaks.)
my heart it aches
don’t count just take
greet the demons at the end of every bottle
sit back put your foot down on the throttle

verse 2:
loner stepping in with the drip like
driving round night time with his hands iced
dropping bags and leaning like a real guy
me and my friends
yeah we know how we gonna die

hook 2:
so sick of being a sick boy
b*tches on my d*ck boy
don’t know how to quit boy
i wanna cut it quick boy
lemme get a sip ‘fore
my head aboutta’ hit door
fina find the dope h**rd
f*ck it gang we want more

verse:

n’ take it like a man’s how they play me
f*ck that
i’m a pick ‘n’ mix baby
some girls yea they’re looking tryna hate me
they know that they’ll never replace me

f*ck life i’ve been living on a rain cheque
too stoned that’s why i get depressed
i know that you hate me being honest
but if i’ve got it
b*tch i’ll flaunt it

hook:

i’m sick of being sick boy
know i like the benzos
talk to a b*tch cos i know she likes the benz though
all black coupe’ with the tinted windows…
pull her hair back and smoke up as she lets go

bridge:

benzos
benz ho
tinted windows
you can get low

no breaks
smoke gas
heartaches
don’t pass

bend ho
you can get low
tinted windows
benzos

heartaches
don’t pass
no breaks
smoke gas

hook:

i’m sick of being sick boy
know i like the benzos
talk to a b*tch cos i know she likes the benz though
all black coupe’ with the tinted windows…
pull her hair back and smoke up as she gets low

so sick of being a sick boy
b*tches on my d*ck boy
don’t know how to quit boy
i wanna cut it quick boy
lemme get a sip ‘fore
my head aboutta’ hit door
fina find the dope h**rd
f*ck it gang we want more

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