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800pts - #nosleep lyrics

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[chorus: 800pts]
(uh+uh)
pour tussin like potion
benzos, molly, dissociatives, opiates
i ain’t sleep in three days, withdrawals got me f+cked over
if the cops ask me what witnessed, not for jehovah (uh+uh, uh+uh, yeah+yeah+yeah)
all this balenci’
look like i robbed a balenci’
but i be rockin’ skinny clothes, so this sh+t don’t fit me (huh)
oxy gon’ k!ll me
xanny release me
i might hit a syrup pack, get tose’ from italy (woah+woah+woah)

[verse 1: 800pts]
on the x [?], hah (woah+woah+woah)
i got custom 800 voodoo doll (pff+pff+pff)
why your b+tch wanna play with the voodoo doll? (doll+doll+doll)
phew, i put molly on her champagne, rick ross, huh (i didn’t represent, no man)
what, you wan’ go with me?
you wan’ go with me? (hah)
got a machete in my skinnies, i fеar n0body
some people talkin’ on my namе? oh, it’s just n0bodies (yeah+yeah+yeah)
my twin got a stick dug in the ground, it got some old bodies (bodies+bodies+bodies)

[chorus: 800pts]
(uh+uh)
pour tussin like potion
benzos, molly, dissociatives, opiates
i ain’t sleep in three days, withdrawals got me f+cked over
if the cops ask me what witnessed, not for jehovah (uh+uh, uh+uh, yeah+yeah+yeah)
all this balenci’
look like i robbed a balenci’
but i be rockin’ skinny clothes, so this sh+t don’t fit me (huh)
oxy gon’ k!ll me
xanny release me
i might hit a syrup pack, get tose’ from italy (woah+woah+woah)
[verse 2: okayomni]
(woo) woah, geeked up, i’m from a [?]
i’m f+cked up off benzos, this ain’t a regular xan
my plug, he straight from the cartel, he be traffickin’ drugs across the border
n+gga, these pills came straight from mexico
i’m f+ckin’ this b+tch, but i love when she givin’ me head
she give me throat like a goat
[?] i go and cuff a ratchet hoe
right before i ever cuff a b+tch, my percent [?]
sip the tose’, already mixed up with quagen
’cause i poured up all the wock and tris
someday i’ll get my hands on these millions
[?] i’m goin’ to miss it
‘fore i was ever gettin’ fried [?], been had two f+cked up kidneys (shouldn’t need to tell you)
you can call me addict or a junkie
i don’t care n+gga, nah, ’cause i probably got drugs up in me, nah, n+gga (ahh, yeah+ah, yeah+yeah+yeah)

[chorus: 800pts]
(uh+uh)
pour tussin like potion
benzos, molly, dissociatives, opiates
i ain’t sleep in three days, withdrawals got me f+cked over
if the cops ask me what witnessed, not for jehovah (uh+uh, uh+uh, yeah+yeah+yeah)
all this balenci’
look like i robbed a balenci’
but i be rockin’ skinny clothes, so this sh+t don’t fit me (huh)
oxy gon’ k!ll me
xanny release me
i might hit a syrup pack, get tose’ from italy (woah+woah+woah)



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