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uhmeer - two o'nine lyrics

[intro]
f-cked up, f-cked up
real is the real, tie like guerilla, we glow
b-tches ain’t sick in they throat
they fum in the fight sh-t
on this summer, call it nice sh-t

[hook]
f-cked up, we get f-cked up on some life sh-t
that white sh-t
fl1cked inside my cup b ut full of sprite mix

[bridge]
fam, i need helping helping hand
i don’t know if i can stand
mommy and daddy sh-t like, “n-gga, call me”
b-tch, i’m really

[hook]
f-cked up, we get f-cked up on some life sh-t
that white sh-t
filled inside my cup and full of sprite mix

[verse 2]
monte and d’ago, yuh (yuh)
italy’s finest, tryna step on my [?]
it’s low for a n-gga (ya dig), tryna get blow for a n-gga
a “no” for a n-gga
what do i need to do to show you it’s cool
we do this sh-t after school, we call it a “try me”, uh (try me)
cover my lows and throw ’em behind me, uh
mama told me get home at eleven
sh-t it’s two ‘o nine, i’m tripping
take a shroom or two, you might feel the difference
na, i’m chilling
why is you b-tching?
i ain’t a b-tch
just listen
(i live and die on la time, i)

[verse 3]
loafing with my crew, we smoking pack
told my dad i’m through, but shoot
they just k!lled my brodie, hate the feel of the truth
that sh-t burns, so i burn some sage and marinate one a cue
look at the view, parking pc at you, too
police pull up, we confused, dumping our jewels
they showing off tools and sh-t
[?]

[outro]
f-cked up, f-cked up
aye, what’s up, n-gga, welcome to la

- uhmeer lyrics

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