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flaawless - almost drunk lyrics

yea what’s up volume three

flaawless up in here we about to kick this sh-t off.

p-ss into the telling lies
wicked sleeping in my eyes
and the cover slipping pleasure
let the vocals round get you high
sh-t crisp to the level- of the chamber music
the loud m-th-f-ckas
equipping your b-tch -ss like slim fast
you better turn your -ss bad
doing it again fool
i aint never gotta choose
rules that are decent lose’s
lost’s that are filty
trying to get something for myself
yall don’t hear me- stuck in a building
you living transfusion- f-ck yo d-mn music

i don’t wanna get high no more
f-cking with sh-t that got my body hurtin
so for certain that i don’t wanna drink no more
i hate this liquor – i’m almost drunk

getting to high daily – “chiefing” like a lady
the stairs in my head peace
the led get the chrome deal
putting d-ck off in your niece
let a m-th-fc-king freeze
i don’t give a sh-t about these
dumpster – aware- the clarity feels
the thoughts that are p-ssive right at my nasty
forget me not- or hold the t-tle
m-th-f-ckas missing – just b-tch n-gg- fishing
the b-tch n-gg-s mission the b-tch n-gg-s
while they high as f-ck – hanging with the drugs

i don’t wanna get high no more
f-cking with sh-t that got my body hurtin
so for certain that i don’t wanna drink no more
i hate this liquor – i’m almost drunk

knowing d-mn well that i’m gone wanna get high again
so let me be- with my drank n-gg- sucker
you chooses to abuse and lover her
i take the bottle hard and rape at it
you can try to get a date with a cup liquor
you use sh-t too stick her- i though into the volume gone
part two now gone- drop down baskets
we’ll leave a gasket
the sh-t is automatic
you f-cking b-tch -ss f-get
you b-tch -ss’s scared
you wonder who got your hoe -ss’s
i aint gotta say sh-t

i don’t wanna get high no more
f-cking with sh-t that got my body hurtin
so for certain that i don’t wanna drink no more
i hate this liquor – i’m almost drunk

i sound like a cl-ssic- you sound like you mad b-tch
higher than a sh-tty hoe
you picking picking drinking hoe
you wonder and i let it go
you using but you impatient
i’m f-cking mental patient
seeping getting in my waist
let me get f-cking taste – making my sh-t to day
you gone find out what i didn’t do sh-t
you popping like a fool b-tch
i popping with no tools b-tch
you lying yous a fool b-tch

- flaawless lyrics

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