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xodusa - sauna Lyrics



xodusa - sauna Lyrics




I got dead man in my pocket
I touchdown in houston i feel like the rockets
Yeo
Crazy lil ho' had to block her
That boy got a pistol pop out with a shotgun
Yea i be tweaking ok i be bugging
I rather get high 'til i cannot feel nothing
Yeo
I dont pass the controller
I workout with your bitch like we inside a sauna

Im missing her voice ok had to call her
Shawty f*ck wit' my chain staring at my collar
Im fixing my collar my brothers they ballers
My pockets lift weights they keep getting stronger
Brother moving them bricks he moving like walter
I pop out with my twin we looking like walter and jesse
Your bitch riding on the kid like a jetski
If i call up johnny lil nigga dont test me
Nigga taking my flow nigga give that shit back
And shawty looking bad told her play it back
And i do what i want no wonder they mad
Uh uh pussy nigga talking crazy push him back
Oh my brother got a pack told my brother send that
I cant f*ck with these niggas these niggas talking like a rat
Never put it on god my nigga dont say that
I be rapping everyday in my vault hella tracks
Old bitch came back had to call her on the trap
I could call up my brother who really get down with the gat
I be merchin' everyday im like yo who that?
My new bitch in bikini she looking badder than the last
Im the number one nigga hell nah im never last
Shorty thought i was hurting i told that bitch to have a blast
Let me slow down, i be moving too fast
Nigga said that he better just look at the stats

I got dead man in my pocket
I touchdown in houston i feel like the rockets
Yeo
Crazy lil ho' had to block her
That boy got a pistol pop out with a shotgun
Yea i be tweaking ok i be bugging
I rather get high 'til i cannot feel nothing
Yeo
I dont pass the controller
I workout with your bitch like we inside a sauna
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I got dead man in my pocket
I touchdown in houston i feel like the rockets
Yeo
Crazy lil ho' had to block her
That boy got a pistol pop out with a shotgun
Yea i be tweaking ok i be bugging
I rather get high 'til i cannot feel nothing
Yeo
I dont pass the controller
I workout with your bitch like we inside a sauna

Im missing her voice ok had to call her
Shawty f*ck wit' my chain staring at my collar
Im fixing my collar my brothers they ballers
My pockets lift weights they keep getting stronger
Brother moving them bricks he moving like walter
I pop out with my twin we looking like walter and jesse
Your bitch riding on the kid like a jetski
If i call up johnny lil nigga dont test me
Nigga taking my flow nigga give that shit back
And shawty looking bad told her play it back
And i do what i want no wonder they mad
Uh uh pussy nigga talking crazy push him back
Oh my brother got a pack told my brother send that
I cant f*ck with these niggas these niggas talking like a rat
Never put it on god my nigga dont say that
I be rapping everyday in my vault hella tracks
Old bitch came back had to call her on the trap
I could call up my brother who really get down with the gat
I be merchin' everyday im like yo who that?
My new bitch in bikini she looking badder than the last
Im the number one nigga hell nah im never last
Shorty thought i was hurting i told that bitch to have a blast
Let me slow down, i be moving too fast
Nigga said that he better just look at the stats

I got dead man in my pocket
I touchdown in houston i feel like the rockets
Yeo
Crazy lil ho' had to block her
That boy got a pistol pop out with a shotgun
Yea i be tweaking ok i be bugging
I rather get high 'til i cannot feel nothing
Yeo
I dont pass the controller
I workout with your bitch like we inside a sauna
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Writer: Yanlin Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: xodusa
Language: English
Length: 1:39
Written by: Yanlin Williams

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