addiction
yarothekid & polyurethane
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I got some addictions cause I'm never feeling okay Got a shorty down by the fire, we work on foreplay Shorty like the sun in my life, I ain't got no shade Feeling like you're boby on the Rockets, you get no play MF doom when I pull up with the mask on Heard my homie Yaro, I heard he got some ass on I ain't talking ass, but I'm ripping out the big bong I ain't talking doorbell, that shorty want my ding dong Ay, ay, yeah, okay, okay Ay, yeah, ay, ay, yeah, ay, ay, ay, ay, okay Ay, I just watch the Rocket lose, I watch him from the box seats I just count my money up, I get it every two weeks I just bought a new bed, but she gotta change the sheets Hitting up that white girl, she hit me up like, totally Ay, dripping water, man, I'm feeling like a piston Hit that shorty up, shoot my shot, never missing Running up them checks, but I count them up addition Looking at my necklace, you know that shit be glistening Ay, looking at my shoes, that cost me like three racks Ay, talking about my past, but I will never look back Ay, white shoes on, but my fit is all black Ay, talking all that shit, I leave you with a toe tag I got some addictions, cause I'm never feeling okay Got a shorty down by the fire, we work on foreplay Shorty like the sun of my life, I ain't got no shade Feeling like you both be on the rockets, you get no play MF doom when I pull up with the mask on Heard my homie yaro, yeah, I heard he got some mad songs I ain't talking ass, but I'm ripping out the big bong I ain't talking door, but that shorty on my ding dong What he gon' do when we hop out by that truck I would give that boy a feature, I can't lie, that nigga suck Said a hundred for a feature, I can't lie, that's not enough In my city, when you walk up out that house, you got a keep gun tucked Better keep that shit tucked, by your side If you walk up on me crazy, then that boy might have to die Tell that girl that I loved her, honestly, that was a lie Five shots to his head, how the f*ck that boy alive Talking crazy, now my mind, feeling hazy Pouring wok up in the fanta, now looking orange, Princess Daisy All that love shit, do not phase me Smoke a blunt and now I'm blazing White girl on my phone, talking bout her name is Casey Tell that girl please do not chase me I got some additions, cause I'm never feeling okay Got a shorty down by the fire, we work on foreplay Shorty like the sun of my life, I ain't got no shade Feeling like you boby be on the rockets, cause you get no play MF doing when I pull up with the mask on Heard my homie y'all, yeah I heard he got some mad songs I ain't talking ass, but I'm ripping out the big bones I ain't talking doorbell, that shorty want my ding dong
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