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rich amiri & osamason - rich amiri x osamason 4 (eyes closed*) lyrics

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[intro]
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[chorus: osamason]
walked in all the hoochies on me
we got some lean, codeine, mix with promethazine (lean)
i’m scorin’ threes, ol’ boy we goin’ o.t
slidin’ with hood justin bieb’, you’n know me (boop, boop+boop)
call me d wade with the heat (slatt), they call police (slatt)
caught you yesterday in that jeep, guess who told me (yeah, let’s go)
i’m slidin’ jeep trackhawk, put that b+tch on some forgi’s (yeah)
i spent fifty racks on this bih’ (slatt), cause she nosey (slatt)
court side ballin’, oh please you in nosebleed (bih’)
my shooter shoot it so easy to touch gg (boop+boop+boop+boop+boop)
all black fit, don’t scheme, sir don’t know mе (sh+t, ah)
fit cost way more than your f+ckin’ beans and that’s just the jеans (ah)

[verse: rich amiri]
vvs’ all up on my neck, i’m a different breed
all locked in, i’m off two adderall’s, i’on get no sleep (two adderall’s)
told my b+tch, please don’t take this pill this sh+t ain’t for the weak (no way)
i’m a player, if she wanna leave then imma set her free (oh yeah)
creeper’s on the block, they only come out at night
off two four pills might be the end of my life (end of my life)
you will never be better than me so why try
stompin’ from the four and when you see me slide by (skrt)
ok, ok+ok, uh, yeah
said he wants some beef, told him, “go to five guys” (okay)
blowin’ trees up out the whip, i can’t open my eyes, no
but i get money in my sleep, i do it with my eyes closed (woah, woah+woah)
[chorus: osamason]
walked in all the hoochies on me
we got some lean, codeine, mix with promethazine (lean)
i’m scorin’ threes, ol’ boy we goin’ o.t
slidin’ with hood justin bieb’, you’n know me (boop, boop+boop)
call me d wade with the heat (slatt), they call police (slatt)
caught you yesterday in that jeep, guess who told me (yeah, let’s go)
i’m slidin’ jeep trackhawk, put that b+tch on some forgi’s (yeah)
i spent fifty racks on this bih’ (slatt), cause she nosey (slatt)
court side ballin’, oh please you in nosebleed (bih’)
my shooter shoot it so easy to touch gg (boop+boop+boop+boop+boop)
all black fit, don’t scheme, sir don’t know me (sh+t, ah)
fit cost way more than your f+ckin’ beans and that’s just the jeans (ah)

[outro: rich amiri]
huh, and that’s just the jeans
pablo all these, all these+ohh, boy they hold my [?]
i got nineteen adderall’s boy i’m on one, yeah
she sip 1942 but she over played



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