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lirik lagu summer alone - outside (intro)

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[intro]
social anxiety ain′t a joke
every time i step outside i wanna go back home
hate outside, wanna go back home, smoke dro
hate outside, wanna go back home, smoke dro
hate outside, wanna go back home, smoke dro
yeah
hate outside, wanna go back home, smoke dro, yeah
dro, yeah
dro, yeah
dro, yeah
dro, yeah
dro, yeah
dro, yeah
dro, yeah
dro, yeah
dro, yeah
dro, yeah
dro, yeah
dro, yeah
dro, yeah
dro, yeah
dro, yeah
dro, yeah
dro, yeah
dro, yeah
dro, yeah
[verse]
all i think about is my dough
plots and recipes, tryna’ blow
yaddas on my feet, jim jones
sip promethazine like bordeaux
loose leaf blunt with jane doe
shawty got a man, unfaithful
balenci bag, her man payed for
lenciaga bag with the foam
dnd up on the b~tch phone
man keep calling on her phone
he know that b~tch creepin′ on the low
she don’t give a f~ck, she want coke
she just wanna sniff a line of blow
call my blower phone for the blow
she call my blower phone for the snow
cigarette help with the social
social anxiety make me loco
bipolar shawty, she loco
bipolar n~gga, i’m loco
go to the gun range, blow .44′s
cop more ganja out in noho
n~ggas stop me for a photo
back in 90210′
la flame sh~t, no rodeo
cause i’m in 90210′
they said “the boy went loco, 160 on the freeway, solo”
140 for the po~po
stop me cause in the sun my skin glow
darkskin n~gga got dough
don’t make it easy for me, n~gga i know
[interlude]
blood diamonds in the dirt
there′s blood diamonds in the dirt that my n~gga you deserve
blood diamonds in the dirt
there’s blood diamonds in the dirt that my n~gga you deserve
blood diamonds in the dirt
there′s blood diamonds in the dirt that my n~gga you deserve
blood diamonds in the dirt
there’s blood diamonds in the dirt that my n~gga you deserve

[verse 2]
whippet canister make my ear ring like cicada
gothic b~tch got her make up like a geisha
smoking on tree, n~gga i got acacia
i like b~tches that know how to get paper
don’t like b~tches that don′t like getting paper
my life expensive, b~tch you need some paper to keep up
smoke too much sativa now i don′t speak up
ran out of pages in my visa
yellowbone shawty look like anycia
yelowbone shawty look just like ne ne
her outfit look just like bikini
she stand on black power, afeni
she keep moving like she don’t need me
she a model like hadid gigi
she summon my ass like a genie
pop a perc, i′m seeing genies
they granting me three wishes easy
before the rap sh~t, life was sleazy
in the trap house, f~ck being sleepy
in the trap house f~ck sleep
knife in my pocket, don’t f~ck with me
i walk around with a shh on me
i walk around with a shh on me
yeah


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