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septembersrich – relapsed! lyrics

[chorus]
i’m tired of these lame ass n+ggas, keep dissing
hunnid on the dash in the trackhawk jeep
f+ck it, finna blow fifty thousand this week
finna put your b+tch on her knees, she sucking the team
you crying ’bout that b+tch when she sucking on me
got that private jet for the team for the whole d+mn week
i’m so d+mn high, had to walk, crashed the jeep

[verse]
[?], i buy it
told that b+tch, bring her friends, she fine, she bi
said, “f+ck it, bring twizzyrich to dubai”
smoking on strong, fresh, sticky zaza
rick owens on my feet and your b+tch like, “wow”
woke up, got high, f+cked around and died
don’t try to cry about me now
been a real addict for a godd+mn while
it’d be a d+mn lie if i say i ain’t made a hunnid thou’
i’m still from the south but i just made it out
i was selling [?], you was selling girl scouts
finna f+ck twenty hoes and kick them all out
b+tch running around the mansion with her titties all out
just made a p+rno with your b+tch on my couch
[?] shooters, doo+doo, taking your scout
you broke at home, with your mans running ’round
addicted to percs, you addicted to clout
your b+tch keep begging for the d+ck in her mouth
getting bags of the air, we ship it to the south
forgot to mention, one day, and they touchdown
[?]
edd just hit, racks finna touch down
you cry ’bout your b+tch but you can’t get her back
you cry ’bout that b+tch when i’m breaking her back
racks came in, had a rack attack
quit the percs, but i’m finna relapse
finna blow her back, then i may double back
everybody [?], shooters double back
so much x in my body, finna have a heart attack
finna take your pack, finna end your trap
keep crying ’bout that pack, we ain’t giving sh+t back
[?]
and your b+tch from the west and she thinking she bad
[?], i’m slapping her ass
[?], sh+t sad
go cry to your mama, you fumbled your bag
[outro]
you fumbled your bag
you fumbled your bag

- septembersrich lyrics

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