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kipp stone – faygo baby lyrics

transcribing

[verse 1: kipp stone]
look, i swear to god i’m never swearing to god again
from my rainbow block [?] days i was raised in a crazy [?]
underage, puffin’ haze in the bando
eyes glazed like a honey bun
free lunch and a chocolate milk
hard+knock life, we adopted it
[?] graduate with a doctorate
[?] h0m+nym, on my mom and them
she the matriarch, i’m a sovereign
profit, never profited
fantasize ’bout days i don’t gotta swing a mop again
the same pressure to coal, this lead to gold
who better she know
this santiago in a honda [?] tryna find my fátima
in a blinding light, just gotta time it right
see when you watch the clock, it’s [?]
when you watch the pot, it won’t steam
can’t listеn what your mouth can’t talk what your ears
i walk the lines in bеtween
i need to breath, i need a break
we passin’ green, we conversate
we kept the dream alive while awake
sh+t starting to make sense by the day
[chorus: kipp stone]
[?] (od)
driving you crazy (ot)
breeze by the world (faygo)
my faygo baby
making a mold (od)
of what they gave me (ot)
[?] (faygo)
my faygo baby
this ain’t ’bout no commas, no
this sh+t for your common sense
bandage on your confidence
where we learn to take a punch
trauma that we self+inflict
no, i’ve not been diagnosed
maybe call it negligence
momma tryna feed and clothe
maybe i’m too sensitive

[verse 2: chuck strangers]
tropical fantasies
see and see
two quarters, 32 ounces what i came out with
high fructose mountain
[?], we was raised in
no pops, we ain’t need help shaving
gross savings, [?] shine

tears dried, i represent it

big love from the czar
[?]
big love from the czar, n+gga

[chorus: kipp stone]
[?] (od)
driving you crazy (ot)
breeze by the world (faygo)
my faygo baby
making a mold (od)
of what they gave me (ot)
[?] (faygo)
my faygo baby
this ain’t ’bout no commas, no
this sh+t for your common sense
bandage on your confidence
where we learn to take a punch
trauma that we self+inflict
no, i’ve not been diagnosed
maybe call it negligence
momma tryna feed and clothe
maybe i’m too sensitive

- kipp stone lyrics

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