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fruition - x.o. cash & luxy kh lyrics

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[hook: luxy kh]
i figured it out
all these drugs i’m taking really got me feeling it out
pop a molly, sip bacardi just to fill in the drought
freddy krueger with the ruger, b*tch, i’m airing it out
i’m the real plug, real drugs, spreading it out
yeah, yeah, yeah
b*tch i’m spreading it out
got the heart to call me cupid but i’m tearing it out
ah, ah, ah
tearing it out

[verse 1: luxy kh]
i’m sipping ill, popping pills, cracking seals, doing anything to feel
blue faces all in my bills, diamonds right up on my grill
sorry that we couldn’t be together like we jack and jill
plug walk, plug talk, if we shoot, we’re going to k!ll
i don’t know like what you want from me
i sip activist, i love my purple in my lean
big bags, yeah, phantom ghost, danny drеam
lil drilla, zombie k!ller, listen to thе screams

[bridge 1: luxy kh]
i don’t know, where to go
hold me close

[hook: luxy kh]
i figured it out
all these drugs i’m taking really got me feeling it out
pop a molly, sip bacardi just to fill in the drought
freddy krueger with the ruger, b*tch, i’m airing it out
i’m the real plug, real drugs, spreading it out
yeah, yeah, yeah
b*tch i’m spreading it out
got the heart to call me cupid but i’m tearing it out
ah, ah, ah
tearing it out

[verse 2: x.o. cash]
break lines, you’re still trying to get around them
need to take time, i know you still think about me
i stay on your mind, all the time
lost a head the way you run around, that’s my shine
will he stop? or will he break? or will he pop off?
so much sh*t i didn’t mean to lose, i know it’s my fault
ask me if i cared about my last, not at all
i know how my karma took the jump, lost my thoughts

[bridge 2: x.o. cash]
if you wanted, you shouldn’t have made a deal
if you wanted you could’ve went for the k!ll
if you wanted, you would’ve just kept it real

[hook: luxy kh]
i figured it out
all these drugs i’m taking really got me feeling it out
pop a molly, sip bacardi just to fill in the drought
freddy krueger with the ruger, b*tch, i’m airing it out
i’m the real plug, real drugs, spreading it out
yeah, yeah, yeah
b*tch i’m spreading it out
got the heart to call me cupid but i’m tearing it out
ah, ah, ah
tearing it out

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