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hammy - watching stars die lyrics

[intro]
i was sitting by your side, watching all stars die
i be up like all night, till on the sun shine

[chorus]
i was sitting by your side, watching stars die
i be up like all night, till the sun shine
i think about the old times, wanna go back
baby i would die for you, and you know that
i know you know that, but you won’t text back
always playing games, make me f-cking feel bad
i’ma smoke this dope and find out where my heart at
say she love me, but she treats me like a doormat

[verse]
she treat me like a doormat, leave my head a mess, just like
where the floor at
said i never shine, but i just ignored that
diamonds on me now, know they can’t afford that
for real we getting big bags
getting big lit, off this big gas
walk into the prada store, i’m popping price tags
looking for a love, i know i can’t buy that
i was sitting by your side, watching stars die
we did that sh-t all night
i was so high, baby i was so gone
our love was so strong, till you moved on
now it’s f-ck you, and f-ck him
you make me wanna k!ll him
tommy got the burner, and we going on a mission
hollows in the chamber, ’cause we tryna leave him missin
i don’t f-ck with snakes, so you know i’m staying distant
i was sitting by your side, watching stars die
i be up like all night, till the sun shine
i think about the old times, wanna go back
baby i would die for you, and you know that
i know you know that, but you won’t text back
always playing games, make me f-cking feel bad
i’ma smoke this dope and find out where my heart at
say she love me, but she treats me like a doormat

[verse:tommy]
shawty said she love me, but she treat me bad
i’m a robber for your love, put it in the bag
i don’t really f-ck with y’all, b-tch you n-ggas lackin’
and you late for the play, and you pull up fast
i been with my dawgs, we gon’ go in’ hard
when we pull up on the stage, i don’t f-ck wit’ y’all
making money quick, yeah your money slow
i just f-cked a bih, i just f-cked a hoe
my money really tall yeah, that’s how it grow
i got money trees, plant ’em in the f-cking soil
[?], [?]
i f-ck your hoe in my jeans, got me some maison margielas on me
i f-ck you b-tch and she ride on my d-ck, i f-ck your b-tch she be lovin’ the d
ooh-ooh, yurr, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
blueberry [?] got the frostin’, i just [?] an army n-gga why you n-ggas [?]

[outro]
yeah i got that drip, and i got your b-tch, too, ey
and i pull up quick in the vip, ooh, ey

- hammy lyrics

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