| All these hoes be grabbin' on me
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| But bitch I’m swaggin', holy shit
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| I got a bag of pills up on me
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| All these drugs feel like I’m laggin'
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| Homie told me only take them drugs unless you lonely
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| Bitch, I’m baggin' mostly dope and slowly burnin' crackin open But Bitch I’m
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| jabbin' OG kush and rollin', smokin' like I’m rabid
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| Foaming at the fucking mouth
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| I ride a dragon like a pony
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| Low-key chokin', but I’m braggin'
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| Boasting I’m a savage, hoes can suck a dick
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| Ain’t nothin' but baggage on me, dragging me down
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| But I keep bagging trophies
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| Grippin' and cockin' the Glock
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| Wet up the block
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| Lucifer clutching the Ruger
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| Ay shoutout to all the school shooters
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| I’m Freddy, I’m Kruger, I’m looper, just trying to maneuver
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| Got indica all in my lungs, bitch on the phone
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| The thuggish, the ruggish, no bone
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| So high that I feel like a drone, leave me alone
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| Rather take drugs on my own
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| Don’t see you, don’t see him, don’t see her
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| $uicide eternal sleeper
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| Shake hands and shoot dice with the reaper
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| I’ve always been eager to meet you
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| Speaker of all the abandoned
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| Wishing for death to be granted
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| Pissing on these ten commandments
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| This is what the depressed been demandin' |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Converting... , by - $uicideboy$. Song from the album Now the Moon's Rising, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп