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‌sewerperson - bird box lyrics

oh god this sh#t crazy
all praise to the ones who raise me
all night all spring vacation
two cups to me too wasted
real fast i slur my statements
get blocked get bricked get faded
crossin sh#t up im wavy
i grown too much im jaded
real quick no hesitation
she grind on me she skatin
im smokin on gas im racin
blast that b#tch and i blow the bas#m#nt
new coupe i blow the top
new black balenci socks
lv up on my crotch
blacked out oakleys bird box
i just got back to earth
i just got back in me im aware
ion think she a fan
none of these b#tches would do me good i swear
blow it out the roof
stop now i can smell cookie in her hair
purple drink like jugo juice
canada goose my recent outerwear

every time i try to come back
drugs had counteract and bounce back
half asleep she mad what i said
well i ain’t even mean to say that
frankly i just got my brain back
im not home im on my way back
sh#t was like a 40 dollar uber
and i ain’t even tryna pay that
everything thats happening has happened all before
maybe we could get together i can tell u more if u want
u can forward if u want
we could do more if u want to
i know i been busy but i never forgot you
oh god this sh#t scary
blowin on cheese i ash the cherry
baileys shots but it look like dairy
and it feel too warm for february
i cannot take this back n forth
whip my car n i feel the torque
spilling my drink on fendi shorts
ash from the blunt on my polo sport

- sewerperson lyrics

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