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drux & pradaaslife - bliss lyrics

[intro: drux]
uh, yeah

[chorus: drux]
make myself clear, put my foot down
pop this pill, get my bliss up (uh)
let’s race to the finish line
i’ll make sure to win bruh (uh)
bossed up too much, they don’t like me anymore
woke up too high, i don’t remember you
baby won’t you do it, do it, do it, do it, drop it to the floor
let me make my way home and come back

[verse 1: bigbagpretty]
ay, young pretty man n+gga, i’m lit (uh)
blowin’ this za and i’m sipping on drank
chillin out with a real bad b+tch (ay)
bigbagpretty got a pretty big bag that i’m trynna go blow in saks fifth (uh)
smoking this za, i’m lit (uh)
bigbagpretty got too many ho’s in my life, i just can’t pick, i just can’t choose
bigbagpretty got so much pain nowadays, i ain’t worried ’bout you (ay)
popping these perc’s and i’m sipping on juice, 3g backwood not loose (ay)
pretty man drink lean not booze, and i’m nodding off with yo boo
gave her a half ounce, i’m on a deuce, then she ate my d+ck like food
yo as soon as i f+ck, i’m leaving, just look at my cup it’s bleeding
i walk in the bank with none, i got a big bag as soon as i’m leaving
ay, i’m pouring maka, call up drux and pradaa, i’m going to sweden
pretty man i’m the man they see it, everyone notice me leanin’
[chorus: drux]
make myself clear, put my foot down
pop this pill, get my bliss up (uh)
let’s race to the finish line
i’ll make sure to win bruh (uh)
bossed up too much, they don’t like me anymore
woke up too high, i don’t remember you
baby won’t you do it, do it, do it, do it, drop it to the floor
let me make my way home and come back

[verse 2: pradaaslife]
i don’t take a break, still i relax yeah, while i run it up
yeah, just know when i tell you the amount, i never round it up
yeah, just tryna focus on yourself yeah, i don’t want your love
i just blew a check for a tale (ayo)
yeah, i never seen you close a dea,l where your sales?
i can’t take your call yeah, pradaa ’bout them bills
pockets top notch, you will never see me fail
i done seen what you on yeah, i had to drop a tear
two clear nights for my comfort
yeah, i keep track, i don’t need a scoreboard
i be in the all black coupe on my way to the drugstore
pour me up, can’t wait that’s a post war

[chorus: drux]
make myself clear, put my foot down
pop this pill, get my bliss up (uh)
let’s race to the finish line
i’ll make sure to win bruh (uh)
bossed up too much, they don’t like me anymore
woke up too high, i don’t remember you
baby won’t you do it, do it, do it, do it, drop it to the floor
let me make my way home and come back

- drux pradaaslife lyrics

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