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surf - addies lyrics

[intro]
(surfer)
(you ruined. everything)

[verse]
i want a beamer, my b+tch want a birkin
i bust down the bag ’til it’s gone and deserted
i really feel bad for who bubble i’m bursting
if you not talking money, you not even talking
you probably humming
you hit it once, put a bun in the oven
i stretch her out, make her feel like she lunging
762 get mechanical, oh no (yeah)
i’m pushing p, make me feel like i’m gunna (yeah)
you not a boss, boy, you prolly a runner
i’m getting cake in this b+tch like a funnel
i’m never moving outside of atlanta (yeah)
need some more ammo
lit likе a candle
shots by the hand full
scars on my face, man, i feel likе i’m rambo
might be a soldier, i’m rocking this camo (yeah)
talking online, but you never gon’ add me
that boy a sus’, man, that boy is a baddie
he the same one with a girl as his avi (ha)
you tripping, i’m never forgetting yo’ addy
might pull up yo’ addy (yeah), pull up to yo’ addy (yeah)
then shoot up yo’ addy (yeah), then pop me an addy (yeah)
why all the baddies got problems with daddies and sh+t?
i’m with the gang, we spotting these opps
i came with my dawg like sh+ggy and sh+t
ruin my body, it’s ruined.
the army we sp+wning in the lobby, we fragging and sh+t
my b+tch a beauty, she like a lil’ city girl mixed with that megan thee stallion sh+t
i cannot talk about winning with none of these n+ggas, it feel like i’m bragging
and i’m not attached to none of my straps
if you being extra, they come with attachments
all of these b+tches gon’ come with some baggage
all of my packages come with some addies
i’m from the 6 where the sh+t getting savage
all of my gasses coming in plastic

- surf lyrics

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