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austin sour - energy lyrics

[intro]
yeah
i’m out here n+gga having my way with this sh+t
pressure
play at your own risk n+gga
we gon’ get you burnt
mob ties

sour

they say the world is yours i walk the crib wit a f.n
i don’t tell a b+tch nothing but pull up and come spit (lets get it)
motion having n+ggas
i look like a hit a l!ck
i’m the one who take the hit
don’t ever tell me i ain’t him
soon as i cop the house
i drop another one on my wrist
ask my fam who play the crib
see i’m out here in taking risks
i’m the one who made these n+ggas rap
sh+t i’m legit
i’m the one who hit the bed
and make these b+tches wanna kiss (bendicion)
a lot of n+ggas chuck the hood
i’m the one who made it stick
i got certified block ties
with n+ggas who get bizz (yeah)
love me til’ they bury me
cheerleaders for the man
that’s someone i appear to be
talking to your gun after you bl!cked it
sh+t like therapy (bendicion)
i don’t care to see who say they love me
they might envy me
that’s why i’m in the back
she blow my head off like i’m kennedy
point the target out i knock it down
ya gon’ remember me (lets go)
all my jewelry on when i strike water p+ssy like
that p+ssy like
that p+ssy like energy
you know its real when these b+tches
just f+ckin’ you for the experience
(for the experience)

the captain of the bx
sour derek jeter
i got a special beam cannon sour like vegeta
my jewelry over 9000 on the scouter keep up
i bump shoulders with the ballers
see ya on the bleachers
my shooter lay down on the dirt
and send you up to jesus (send em’ up)
the last bag i f+cked up
f+ck my self esteem up
(but i got it back)
don’t make me call my shooter
he like stanley steamer
i talk to cat and i do magic
baby i’m sabrina
(i do)

hahahahaha

i made the lemon more famous than the super market (i did)
do the balling
foreigns back to back to back
that’s triple parking (skrt skrt)
neiman marcus
every garment
baby i break down a comma
starter jacket on the floor
i’m just warming up
don’t war with us
i snap like thanos
and n+ggas turn to dust
you heard of us
if you say you didn’t
it’s to late to duck
you already in the scope
like jimmy iovine signed you up
sour!

- austin sour lyrics

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