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​bryce hase​ - wonderland lyrics

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(verse)
sorry mama i’m smoker
i fell for the doja
i was on the ropes the only thing to do was go up
never had no hope till i came and came to show up
i could never slow up, better when i smoke yuh
she get hit once never twice
i’m like lil boat just one night
sh-ts cold like minnesota mud in my sprite
backwood to the dome sh-t had me right

(hook)
woke up in a wonderland
hoe just understand, that my name is worth a lot a million rubber bands
think i’m done w friends
i’m so done w them
but just know i still got that brodie with a gun on him
i woke up in a wonderland
alice i don’t understand
running out of rubber bands
i really think i’m done w friends
how you speak on brodie when u know he keep a gun on him
they all think they know me so i leave cause i’m so done w them
woke up in a wonderland
hoe just understand, that my name is worth a lot a million rubber bands
think i’m done w friends
i’m so done w them
but just know i still got that brodie with a gun on him

(bridge)
my times way to precious
for me to cuff a hoe
spent too much on my necklace
for you to leave me broke

(verse)
sorry mama i’m smoker
i fell for the doja
i was on the ropes the only thing to do was go up
never had no hope till i came and came to show up
i could never slow up, better when i smoke yuh
she get hit once never twice
i’m like lil boat, just one night
sh-ts cold like minnesota, mud in my sprite
backwood to the dome, sh-t had me right
tears shed when i’m dead get the f-ck up out my head
not upset, but i confess, i can’t trust a thing you’ve said
and if they test me leave em resting
take a p-ss up on they grave
you can’t best me i’ve been besting
everything these f-ckers say

(hook)
i woke up in a wonderland
alice i don’t understand
running out of rubber bands
i really think i’m done with friends
how u speak on brodie when u know he keep a gun on him
they all think they know me so i leave cause i’m so done with them

(outro)
my times way to precious
for me to cuff a hoe
spent too much on my necklace
for you to leave me broke
sorry mama i’m smoker
i fell for the doja
i was on the ropes the only thing to do was go up



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