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members only group - waking up lyrics

[intro: hvns & ayrick]
just look at all the diamonds
just look at all the diamonds
don’t worry ’bout money, b#tch
just look at all the diamonds
بابای آرمان میره رفت تو خیابون پای یکیو برید نایکیو از تو پاش در آورد با ماژیک دو تومنی روش مینویسه جکبویز بعد بهش میگه پسرم بیا های کپی گرفتم برات

[verse 1: deadtulip]
still wanna be dead
hoes got me fed
still poppin’ narcotics
friends are psychotic
still sippin alcohol
but quitin adderal
still slittin’ wrists
beat ’em with fists
ridin’ marijuana with katana swingin’ in 206 got my wrist cold
hoes can hold my slug fold
f#ck tha holster i’mma put that in my pocket
got some h#lla rocket
never snitch for money
this b#tches act funny
runnin’ thru smoking junt
creepin’ in the night with my woadies ain’t got thing to lose
i just wanna loose my noose
ridin’ with ricky smoking h#lla pack
f#ck this hoes in coupe bish you wack
bust yo head cruisin’ in yo hood
i’mma f#ck yo mama but i ain’t rude

[verse 2: plas]
waking up hoping it was یه ربع till سه
emigrating out of reality saying si ese
cum towels under my bed
inside my head, depression popping up like internet threads
safe and sound mirror reflecting the only threat
d#ck numb, an#rg#smia is now a dread
reminiscing again, distant memories are now a friend
blink blink blink another day
not noticing a single thing anyone say
fool around, spend time, play play play
go online, call a few tehranis g#y
call her mom got nothing but منزل رضایی to say
me and my dong for the rest of the wakefulness stay
me smart, he thick like maryam lips, aye aye
saying کصشر with the only band
time passes, sh#t happens
i guess i just have to call it a day

[verse 3: d#mned ma$ih]
اینقدر مصرف کردم که دیگه توان ندارم تایپ کنم
مغزم متلاشی شده و دیگه نمیتونم چیزی خلق کنم
دلم میخواد ترک کنم اما شدید توی گِل گیر کردم
و هیچ راه فراری نیست جز رفتن به مرکز ترک اعتیاد

[verse 4: yrz momed]
zabolish momed droppin bars
make these b#tches l!ck my b#lls
yung rich zaboli, glock on your d#ck
k!ll ba$tami and shoot his d#ck
they say i’m wack, suck this d#ck
ha? b#tch? huh?
ak with the beam
shootin’ like a king
100 grams opium in my jeans
with arman i’m sippin’ lean
masih az qom said “f#ck din”
ayrick father now have a mashin
f#ck that i’m wit the team
yung jarghi in the بوتیک
your life is a routine
picnic is gone, i’m using gas
in detroit i’m drippin’ sauce
aye

[outro: mamad gurbe]
علی نصر من الله
علی نصر من الله
ععی قود رت دع واع
ععی قود رت دع واع
علی نصر من الله

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