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lil ot - red snow lyrics

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ripped amiri jeans, i told myself “ian going hard enough”
she smoking designer drugs
i got this new opp pack inside my cup
my shooter ready for you, drop your low my k!ller pick you up
she think she getting, money outta me, b+tch shut the f+ck up
i could get you gone for 10, but we do 30 for the bros
if they run you down, hit up his legs, the rest you already know
smoking on this, whats his name, mixing it with red snow
this my [?] he in the field and ian tryna die old
if he had a gun he ain’t use boy you can’t hang
smoke his ass and make a poster…..



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