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I told my boy: Go roll like ten blunts for me I told my boy: Go roll like ten blunts for me I'm tryna get high till I can't feel nothin' I'm tryna get high till I can't feel nothin'. I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin'. I'm way too high yeah, what? Wake up It's the first of the month slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt I brush my teeth and count up I let my bitch roll my blunt. Baby, tell me what you wanna do Baby, tell me everybody you screw Tell me everybody you took to this room I gotta know who you fuck, fucked in this room I gotta know who you fucked in this room I gotta know who you fucked in this room.

Playboi carti sky lyrics

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Playboi carti sky lyrics

PDF Playlist. Follow 2 fans. Jordan Terrell Carter born September 13, , better known by his stage name Playboi Carti, is an American rapper, record producer, songwriter and model. His eponymous debut mixtape was released on April 14, , and his debut studio album Die Lit was released on May 11, We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.

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Whole Lotta Red. Letras Academy Fechar. Rockstar Made. Curator werden. New Tank. I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" alright, what? Lyrics transkribieren. Letras Academy Comentarios por Facebook. Kid Cudi. She make it look simple what? In love with my pistols in love with that pistol. I know she not shit I know she not shit, huh, huh.

It was released as the nineteenth track from Carti's second studio album, Whole Lotta Red , on December 25,

I gotta know who you fucked in this room yeah, who? I don't even like to hug to hug, hug. New Tank. Letras Academy Comentarios por Facebook. No Sl33p. I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' what? Are you an artist? Pour up some lean and get stuck pour it up, pour it up, pour it up, what? Can't trust no bitch, can't trust these niggas Yeah, in love with my money, in love with my pistols In love with my bitch, I think she my bitch I know she suck dick, I know she not shit I been thinkin' 'bout it, finna cut off that bitch She don't cook, she don't clean, but she want Ruth Chris I don't even like to hug, I don't even like to kiss I just pat her on the ass And tell her: Good shit I just walked in my pad Paparazzi at the fence slatt. I brush my teeth and count up what? I'm 'bout to dirty my cup whoa, yeah, bitch, whoa, whoa, what? I gotta know who you fuck, fucked in this room baby, who? Composer und 1 weitere.