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ck the spitta - astounding summer lyrics

summertime tuck dineros in my white socks
white tank top
braids itching so i pick em out
i might sip some caipirinha for the sake of it
the meat sizzling on the grill
i call it life’s benefits
healthy regime doing pull ups in the park
squeeze a lemon in my water
intercourse when it’s dark, uh
earn your position
i neglect all the baddies
got a queen with ambition
the grass low there’s nothing hissing
i peep game and listen
lose integrity for likes man it’s getting sickening
you never see me switch my aura for some validation want a quiet life with purpose
perfect combination
from the bottom to the top of the skyscr+per
each floor is a resemble of what life will teach ya there’s a grain of truth in every joke they telling you
the devil wearing a disguise watch how angels move
yeah

(sonnyjim)
aurora borealis in my aura
private caller
tell her do the splits
spread like flora
aperol spritz
hot tub and sauna
smokin on a rocket launcher
dippen the delorean shout to the consortium
funny colour foreign paper at the emporium on a run
pourin pinot noir while im ignoring em
fly sh+t fry fish smashed the satellite dish
about to drive a brick up to ruislip
trust me im as live as it gets
the posh get push then skadoosh like ghetts
you was coppin ringtones on a flip phone
i was lettin all this pressure build a gemstone
where all in the same boat but i can swim home and i still ain’t picking up my phone

from the bottom of my heart wish my opponents luck
azpilicueta professional the shirt’s tucked
overtime is normalised in my plan field
you made your bed but want to get out
jordan peele
the shoe doesn’t fit you don’t apply to growth
keep us separate me & you ain’t on the same boat
my attributes ain’t inconsistent
i view this lifestyle different
i got a bigger vision
yeah
billionare boys club on my left chest
fitted hat small, my afro a mess
catch me in the restaurant eating stake
fast food used to be our preference
we grew up i guess
my taste buds are stimulated
different story when i hear some of the music that most of yall playing
(sh+t is garbage n+gga)
music is my therapist
i know dummies with voices tryna steer
but im no ventriloquist

- ck the spitta lyrics

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