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  • Текст песни 1Myro - Avatar

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    Written By: Myro McGee

    I grew up right in them trenches
    So don’t ask me bout my scars
    I woke up in a different country
    Foreign bitches, foreign cars
    He tried to take off in a Jeep
    This pussy bitch ain’t make it far
    Hollow tips flew out that window
    Hit his chest, took off his arm

    Now it’s time to celebrate
    We pourin’ drank up at the bar
    Bitch I’m a boss I’m callin meetings
    Pullin strings, I play guitar
    Price of gas keep goin up
    But bitch we smoke it out the jar
    Try to spin, this new FN
    Gone leave em blue like Avatar

    Grab that heat up off that shelf
    It’s too late to call for help
    Bitch you better have that bread
    And when you come, come by yoself
    Pussy bitch you ain’t gone step
    Shoot this bitch like Klay and Steph
    We got Demons, Cats and Chargers
    Think the task gone need some help

    On the news they found his body
    12 keep claiming it’s a homi
    This lil bitch just want some dick
    Asked If I’m gone pull up prolly
    She just know I’m gettin paper
    Gettin rich, I think I’m Roddy
    Made it flip, I’m switchin whips
    Hit the gas in that new Audi

    Stack this paper to the ceiling
    Post up, smoke a blunt I’m chillin
    What you got? Bitch what you need
    Sold some white to Kyle and Dylan
    She say ain’t you rich enough?
    Bitch you drunk, I need a billion
    Think I might just buy a building
    Leave some M’s for my lil children

    I grew up right in them trenches
    So don’t ask me bout no scars
    I woke up in a different country
    Foreign bitches, foreign cars
    He tried to take off in a Jeep
    This pussy bitch ain’t make it far
    Hollow tips flew out that window
    Hit his chest, took off his arm

    Now it’s time to celebrate
    We pourin’ dranks up at the bar
    Bitch I’m a boss I’m callin meetings
    Pullin strings, I play guitar
    Price of gas keep goin up
    But bitch we smoke it out the jar
    Try to spin, this new FN
    Gone leave em blue like Avatar

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