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sad canadian boy – hello kitty glock lyrics

[verse: sad canadian boy]
got a smile full of gold t++th
[?] with the ski mask
rappers talking funny so i hit them with the syntax
flexing on a couple racks
moving out a couple bags
sh+t’s so fire i might hit them with the f+cking tax

[verse: sad canadian boy]
b+tch i don’t give a f+ck about what you think about my pink glock
bullets stuck my t++th, f+cking go with some bean rocks
i know that you’re laughing now, like we at a funeral
but how you gonna let a f+cking [?]

[chorus: sad canadian boy]
bulletproof vest and i pull up with the pink strap
h+llo kitty glock, lv on my backpack
talking sh+t online but i’m busting down the door
i don’t hear them laughing when the [?] hit the floor
[verse: sad canadian boy]
i don’t givе a f+ck couple glock, it’s a one nine
couplе switchblades cut fine, mix em in the lines
skippin on the ace like we at a f+cking nine
b+tch hit me up at least {?}

[verse: sad canadian boy]
you know that they don’t like p+ssies you a feline
we gonna hit a lit so big it’s a headline
b+tches on my phone, you know that that’s a hotline
got a couple burners, so i heard it through the grapevine

[bridge: sad canadian boy]
city full of lames as they really be some hypocrites
kinda sounds like i’m joking, talking about this sh+t
but i be just like papi, pull up with the toolkit
talking real sweet, till we hit them with banana split

[verse: sad canadian boy]
shawty hit me on my phone, shawty hit me up on mysp+ce
said i never answer, you know i need mysp+ce
i don’t give my address, that’s my f+cking workplace
always get the bag, but the mony come in briefcase
[chorus: sad canadian boy]
bulletproof vest and i pull up with the pink strap
h+llo kitty glock, lv on my backpack
talking sh+t online but i’m busting down the door
i don’t hear them laughing when the [?] hit the floor

[verse: sad canadian boy]
{?} henny just sippin on lemonade
[?] you promethazine
haven’t been sick since the f+cking 12 grade
counting up coins like we at the arcade

[verse: sad canadian boy]
you know that this ain’t a game
you might get hurt when you play with the flames
scb please remember the name
scb i’m still waiting for fame

- sad canadian boy lyrics

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