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​​rubyred (aus) - ​space heater​ lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, uh
uh, uh, uh
uh, uh, uh
uh, uh

[chorus]
finna sink in the drip, boy you finna flounder
man you n+ggas fat as f+ck, eatin’ quarter pounders
i could make your yearly salary in 2 hours
me and the gang in this b+tch, man this sh+t is ours
yeah, man this sh+t is ours
swear this drank is magical, gave me superpowers
all these n+ggas hatin’ on us, all these f+ckin’ doubters
they can’t say it to our face though, they don’t want encounters

[verse]
he got jumped by two n+ggas at once, double dutchin’
in the uk and i’m coolin’ with a f+ckin’ d+ch+ss
hit him in the legs, he walkin’ round the block with crutches
gettin’ used to the money, don’t know what too much is
if he talk down on the gang, then we finna crush him
and we decidin’ his fate like the jury judges
private information, they don’t know what we discussin’
and we gon’ turn them boys to nothin’
handle on my .19, yeah i’m clutchin’
chillin’ in my bedroom countin’ rackies by the dozen
blue yeti in my face, and these bangers i keep pumpin’ em out
we gon’ shoot you down, we not f+ckin’ around
i know lots of n+ggas that should be in the pound
they rockin’ with my swag and they f+ckin’ with the sound
and my team so up, swear we standin’ in the clouds
build my crib out of paper, man the money gon’ surround



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