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leesta - lifeless lyrics

[intro]
yeah
thirty+clip leave you lifeless
smokin’ on dope, i’m pricin’, yeah
yeah, no
yeah
no
thirty+clip leave you lifeless (d+mn, vg, you made this?)
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
i’m smokin’ cookie pack on a yacht
more cars than a car lot
and my shooter got a beam with a dot
and my b+tch got a brand new watch
and my b+tch got a brand new patek
when i hit it from the back, i grab it
when i hit it from the back, i smack it
ball so hard, don’t need no practice
and i ball like i came from the gym
big thirty+clip takin’ off limbs
smokin’ dope, smokin’ on tree limbs
got prada boots, not no timbs
when i’m in ny, posted up with the gang
made a few racks, but i’m still the same
shooter gon’ crop you out the frame
got your net worth on my f+ckin’ chain
[verse]
got your b+tch on my d+ck tryna ride that thang
got a few bands, i done went to the bank
got your b+tch and my wrist wetter than a fish tank
ice spice chain, no johnny dang
my b+tch so bad, she belong in vogue
and my shooters shootin’ like a d+mn episode
and i’m with my gang, i’m rollin’ off four
yeah, i’m smokin’ gas, i’m rollin’ up dope
yeah (let’s go)
i bought her a benz just to see if she would like it
i blew up on my foes and opps, they reactions was priceless
thirty+clip leave you lifeless
ex+hoes tryna revive it
give a f+ck ‘bout a price, i’ll buy it
i count up the racks ’til i’m tired, yeah
got bands on me
cop a new porsche and a atv
on a 3+wheeler, got a cup full of lean
mix it with a addy, let’s get geeked
i got all designer clothes
i’m with my bros, not hoes
and if you got an issue, we gon’ bring it to your home

- leesta lyrics

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