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babysevin (orionoss) - summer bummer lyrics

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(jalen you been going crazy)

i dont think you know how it feel to lose a brother
stayed out late night so we trap at each other
like its really my brother but dont got the same color
like “poof” backdoor slime no gutter
try to reach for my sh+t you gon’ die if you wanna
beam on the glock turn that boy to a runner
i keep a switch on the glock with a drum no drum
talk sh+t you gon’ die this summer
if he not outside then we boomin’ his mother
spin the block getting high with eachother
now we smoking the opps getting high with eachother
like how many died on ya side
last n+++++ that talked not еven alive
see the dеmons just look in my eyes
i said you gon’ die if you take one of mines
got booked man no confession b+tch
outside every day trynna flip a f+cking brick
screaming i’m with the guys we was trynna hit a l!ck
or i was inside with ya b+tch she was eatin’ on my d+ck
stop playin the ack he was never with the sh+ts
and i cruise through ya hood and im ridin’ with the tints
spittin’ hot think i need a peppermint
like come for my brother im flockin’ at ya kid
move right and get pushed to the left
try to move like you dumb and get put with the rest
hollows boutta rip through his chest
n++++ thought he was safe shoulda put on a vest

skippin school who you trynna test
like big top shooter who you trynna press
real ass n++++ who you trynna fess
send a shot at his head and its leaving a mess

snakes in the grass gotta cut em all out
he was talking too much got a shot to his mouth
i got some shootas that live in the south
if he trynna f+ck with me , my n++++s slimin’ you out
like how many times i spin
spin through the pz so we flock at his kid
i got a glock trynna punch like a bin
lil b+tch hit me up imma come in a min
like she dont care cus , she f+ckin’
she throwin it back and , im dumpin’
spin through the opp block , for a bucket
like brand new chop blowin’ like a trumpet
don’t call me your husband b+tch you buggin’
i spot me a opp my adrenaline rushin’
like bro on the court trynna score like he drummond
stop dissin’ on gang you not spinnin’ for nothin’



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