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seventhirtyatmorning - abercrombie lyrics

[intro]
(woah)
yeah, yeah (woah)
i had to find a f+ck to give ’cause all this sh+t’s a joke
we just scored a 30 count, them b+tches gone, we pulled through
b+tch gon’ f+ck the whole, rp gang, n+gga’s hoes

[chorus]
no stress, i’m blessed, count checks, this that
p+ssy gotta earn respect, run around with mini gat
i ain’t mean to do her bad, life here got sad
that was 90 days ago, sh+t, i ain’t still text her back

[verse]
b+tches go all through your phone and do the worst thing, make you mad
i got people tellin’ me when i be wrong, your folks don’t tell you sh+t (they don’t)
you got x+men on your sidе, all my n+ggas cutting you quick
d+mn, my tolerance getting rеal high, need 3 percs to feel a blip (woah)
n+ggas cosplay on the side, tryin’ to be like thirty, boy, that sh+t sick
i’m a motherf+ckin’ demon, you ain’t know, but your b+tch, she hip
abercrombie f+ckin’ fiend, you see the swag, it’s ’cause of me (’cause of me)
i’m finna sip it raw, no ice, just soda, straight lean
i’m finna put paws on you, somebody, he spilled my codeine
i just wan’ push start, the motherf+ckin’ car got no keys (yeah, yeah)
i back in home right now, finna slide to la la land (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
it’s pay day, it’s calling me (it’s calling me)
it make me feel better and a b+tch say, “keep on calling me” (woah, keep on calling me)
i’m self+destructive, blow everything i look and see (what else)
i’m finna touch an m, this b+tch won’t get a f+cking piece (woah)
i’m sorry for all the f+cking lies i told, it’s all a weakness (yeah, i’m so sorry)
i pull up on her, she drop her draws, she say, “okay, now eat this”
(ha, ha, this b+tch+)
(f+ck, the fu+, nah, alright)
yeah (go), she done took all, she cared (give her that)
perc 30, i f+cked the ho’ and her friend (yeah, i did)
[chorus]
no stress, i’m blessed, count checks, this that
p+ssy gotta earn respect, run around with mini gat
i ain’t mean to do her bad, life here got sad
that was 90 days ago, sh+t, i ain’t still text her back

- seventhirtyatmorning lyrics

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