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  • Текст песни Янг Лин - Вред

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    Suicide year
    Woo
    Sad Boys

    [Verse 1: Yung Lean]
    Shawty I'm a' do things that you ain't never did
    Finna wake up next to you, in my crib, cause
    [Hook]
    I'm a' make you hurt
    I'm a' I'm a' make you hurt
    (x2)

    Sad boys, we on deck
    Am I awake? You got to check
    Went to sleep, then I came back
    I'm the same guy smoking loud pack
    Iced out, right back
    PCP attack
    Greedy pills hoes, on my ball sack
    They don't know how to act

    High tech watch
    High tech locked
    [Twerk and serve, plastic fox?]
    Got keys, but I'll never find the lock

    Emotion boys we in the UFO
    Skies pink when I'm on ecstacy
    In Tokyo, playing Mario
    Sad Boys blast your stereos
    Sucking on my nuts like pistachios

    Mixing Champagne with Caravaggio
    Slim though
    Ho I'm in that polo
    Stacks of money, more for you
    Milkshakes with the crushed up oreos
    I'm in Italy, Rodeo
    Forgive me after my death,
    Caravaggio

    Louis duffel bag filled with heroin
    Louis goons who finna trip on LSD acid tabs
    Let them in
    (x2)

    [Hook]
    I'm a' make you hurt
    I'm a' I'm a' make you hurt
    (x2)

    Bitch I light up the sky
    Call me Charmeleon
    Life on the line
    I ain't Charmander
    But I'm nearly on
    Clearly on drugs
    That will make you hear clearly wrong
    Louder than my yearly bong hit

    Shawty thinks she's guest star Lean
    Lean Doer dresses slicker
    I'm so iced out that it's Winter
    Destroy my stupid liver
    I be on that bape shit
    You rocking Quicksilver
    Never hesitate, shit
    To pull the trigger

    Luxurious, ate before my dinner
    Throw Bombay down the river
    Yea, you get that pay check

    Gold and silver around my finger
    Shorty on that West Coast shit
    Gold digger, wake up
    And I'm a winner
    Showering in 5 star
    Ho take that look in the mirror
    I'm on my grind
    I got that time

    Bitch I'm Murakami
    Shawty sucking on my pastrami
    Get that salami

    [Hook]
    I'm a' make you hurt
    I'm a' I'm a' make you hurt
    (x2)

    Shawty I'm a' do things that you ain't never did
    Finna wake up next to you, in my crib
    [Hook]
    Cause I'm a' make you hurt
    I'm a' I'm a' make you hurt
    (x2)

    Louis duffel bag filled with Heroin

    Louis Louis Louis duffel bag filled with Heroin(x3)

    I'm a' make you hurt
    I'm a' I'm a' I'm a'make you hurt
    I'm a'make you hurt

    Sad Boys

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