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lazygod – rasta lyrics

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[verse 1]
catch me on mi+
catch me on mi+
catch me on mi+
catch me+catch me+
catch me on miami beach i’m sliding in a jetski
[?] f+ck n+gga, you can’t finesse me
yo b+tch in my dm sayin’ “lazygod come bless me”
n+ggas think they swagging [?] n+gga okay let’s see
i’m up early getting to the money b+tch don’t text me
i need blue hunnids, benjamin that be my bestie
used to get no love, b+tch you pulling up to neck me (d+mn)
all i hang with thugs, all you hang around is pipsqueaks
sold her ass some adderall she spinning like a frisbee (yuh)
tripping out them shrooms, everything just look so trippy (yuh)
n+gga don’t you turn that on my dawgs, y’all so risky (don’t do it)
smoking gas [?] n+gga i don’t drink no whiskey
f+ck you selling n+gga how we sliding down yo [?] (b+tch)
you know how i’m rocking i’m not talking ’bout the milly (okay)
n+gga why the f+ck you talking bruh you sound so silly (okay)
goofy n+gga you like 30 and still shop at tilly’s

[chorus]
n+ggas down bad in the crib smoking flakka
i be smoking gas like a motherf+cking rasta
catch me up in new york eating shrimp n’ pasta
f+ck you mean, b+tch i got the sauce just like waka
n+ggas down bad in the crib smoking flakka
i be smoking gas like a motherf+cking rasta
catch me up in new york eating shrimp n’ pasta
f+ck you mean, b+tch i got the sauce just like waka
n+ggas+n+ggas down bad in the crib smoking flakka
i be smoking gas like a motherf+cking rasta
catch me up in new york eating shrimp n’ pasta
f+ck you mean, b+tch i got the sauce just like waka
[verse 2]
[?] ’bout the p+ssy she a f+cking p+ssy popper
pull up in the truck, it’s a motherf+cking [?]
you was on some weird sh+t, so i had to block ya
so i had to f+ck his b+tch she singing like a opera
[?] make a n+gga feel like waka
got my [?] ’cause i’m hot just like a sauna
smoking gas i got the plug in d.c. like obama
no b+tch you can’t see me i finesse then i’m a goner
[?]
pull up hit that b+tch and i ain’t use no condom
n+gga try to steal my swag he back up at the bottom
n+gga why you always f+cking hating what’s the problem?

[verse 3]
catch me on miami beach i’m sliding in a jetski
[?] f+ck n+gga, you can’t finesse me
yo b+tch in my dm sayin’ “lazygod come bless me”
n+ggas think they swagging [?] n+gga okay let’s see
i’m up early getting to the money b+tch don’t text me
i need blue hunnids, benjamin that be my bestie
used to get no love, b+tch you pulling up to neck me (d+mn)
all i hang with thugs, all you hang around is pipsqueaks
sold her ass some adderall she spinning like a frisbee (yuh)
tripping out them shrooms, everything just look so trippy (yuh)
n+gga don’t you turn that on my dawgs, y’all so risky (don’t do it)
smoking gas [?] n+gga i don’t drink no whiskey
f+ck you selling n+gga how we sliding down yo [?] (b+tch)
you know how i’m rocking i’m not talking ’bout the milly (okay)
n+gga why the f+ck you talking bruh you sound so silly (okay)
goofy n+gga you like 30 and still shop at tilly’s
[outro]
drinking [?] f+cking up my kidneys
[?] sushi i’m not tryna [?] no [?]
if i pull up b+tch i need the bag just like hefty’s



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