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mulholland drive - young abdulleh lyrics

[verse 1]
i don’t wanna graduate, i wanna go to summer school
acting like they cool, think they known’ all the rules
stacking paper at chipotle and the world is at my feet
drinking alcohol, doing drugs, and smoking weed
and these n-ggas ain’t from the mothaf-ckin’ streets
and they act proper, school appropriate
now you know we sniffing opiates
signing deals with -ssociates and barry bonds is doping it
at the trap house, smoking crack
asian b-tch on my lap
take my hand and slap that -ss
going down there way too fast
call an uber to the gym, d-mn this girl is super fit
huff and puff, man that’s legit
suck and f-ck and then we kiss
birth control, don’t want no kids, don’t want no baby daddy sh-t
in the middle of f-cking nowhere, it’s like 2 in the morning, god d-mn dude

[verse 2]
anyway, we must find a way
smoking weed and popping bottles for a couple days
these dudes are kissing dudes and that’s so f-ckin g-y
n-ggas from the 6 with the fresh jays
no more parties in la, please baby no more parties in la
mulholland drive on the 405
couple of coronas with the right guy, tryna find the right time
chillin’ with the right vibes
i took your mothaf-ckin’ b-tch
and she twerking on my d-ck
and she twerking on my d-ck
b-tches in the club, go to h-ll and back
let me slap that -ss
rags to riches, stacking up the cash
n-ggas from the 6 with the leo cap
smokin’ on this potent, feelin’ like i’m floatin’
looking like i’m chinese cause my eyes are barely open
rollin’ up that ganja, all my diamonds like the ocean

[verse 3]
to the lights and the fame
that’s my dedication, that’s my goal, and that’s my aim
building your success off greatness
changing the rest of the nation, man that’s how we’ll make it
gentrification, the world of today, we’re raped by the apes
our generation is smogging up la, everything’s so f-cking fake
friday night trying to get up in the city
breakneck speed just to see something pretty
second cl-ss b-tches won’t let me on first base
mention whack snitches that left in the first place
what do you really love
spiritual miracles, buddhist monks and captain crunch cereal

- young abdulleh lyrics

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