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killacash (rus) - we outside lyrics

[intro]
we outside poppin’ gas
with my b+tch smokin’ paper tags
crest on my body, maybe i’m a devil
ricks so heavy, demons bring me ceilin’

[verse]
wwe, i’m smashin’ little hoes
she screamin’, “help me, god,” but i’m the only one
movin’ in atlanta, twin sing vvl
if you rock designer, i rock ysl
double fashion model, o in the l
my wrist on diamond chain, vvs
i don’t see the problem, you just broke as h+ll
very difficult decision: two b+tches or a maybach in black mat
f+ck it, i just want a lambo track
never pray to angels, they k!llin’ myself
sold my life for money, they will never understand
this b+tch so f+ckin’ stupid, i don’t need her head
spider on the hoodie, 555+55
i know you have the issues, i don’t give a f+ck
i don’t think she perfect
i don’t think she worth it
i don’t think she help me for my purpose

[outro]
f+ck that, f+ck ’em up, f+ck this b+tch, i know she slatt
(huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh)
we are outside poppin’ gas
with my b+tch smokin’ paper tags
crest on my body, maybe i’m a devil
ricks so heavy, demons bring me ceilin’, mm+mmh
vroom, roar+rahr, rahr

- killacash rus lyrics

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