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Starlito( Jermaine Eric Shute )
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Hoodrich.Freestyle 4:20am
I dont sleep, im tired, i feel wired like codeine
My traphouse with my name on the lease My drank plug with my name on the script Ain't it a trip how i drink i dont sip Lose so much money may think im a crip Whatup cuz? By the way, im starlito Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 45 bullet holes larger than a peephole Colorblind on my grind for the root of evil Shoutout to white people Purple drank, blue drank. og limegreen Nah mean Hood rich like my nigga lil kink? [x2]
Peach question out clean? Damn this shit look plumb Damn look what i done Count the money so fast, damn near sprained my thumb Just last night lil shawty tried to hit my sprite Said her mouth went numb Engineer on the run, im so dope Lyrics so serious, high risk for conspiracy, uh Surrounded by love i dont fear anyone On top of that im in here with my gun ??? Sellin 150 dollars sweet 16 Rollin round, tryna down all these LBs 4 racks for the... Meet me out east Young vin in the vid tryna run up a check Camera fucked up dont know what to expect Clutching my buddy i love her to death Me and all my shooters, and im by myself Lito Shout out to c note Got enough dough to bake this for the projects Dropped fried turkey, passed them out like nino Still affiliated with the criminals Lil nigga still hatin, subliminal Probably prayin that i'll mention you All my tools got extensions, stick and move You think i give a fuck about a first week sale? Bitch im thuggin, still servin And i'll put that on my dirty ass scale Smoke til my eyes close, sip til my eyes close You gotta feel me like braille I'll short your order, might short you a quarter Just tryna stay off of the voice recorder Thumbin through guap, my stomach in knots Im wonderin why, you wanna be something you not Til the winter turn the glass so cold And the summer too hot Chop chop chop Without warning without warning Still run in your spot Til you tell it to the judge Dont take this shit to trial I could tell he wouldn't budge I could tell the DA jealous with a grudge The nigga say they sellin drugs Never had a plug Never
Someone tell me where the hell is the mud Im rollin round, im cluckin back They cuttin it, what the fuck is that Im bout to fuckin spaz By myself, no puff and pass Ride, like a got a bus pass But it won't be no bustin back
Just livin like the song say On my way home Not gonna take the long way
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