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Racerr - Surreal Lyrics



Racerr - Surreal Lyrics
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If I lost it all I don't know how I would feel (whoa)
When I lost my bitch I just went and ripped a seal (whoa)
This 30 got me geeked up, I'm rollin' off pills (yeah)
17 is jean tucked, I'm going for the kill (yeah)
This AMG made hoes f*ck I know it sounds surreal (zoom)
This ARP gon' test luck, I hope that nigga skilled (bleh, bleh, bleh)
Starrow till the day I die, I know my niggas real (my niggas)
Shorty went to sleep, she say I'm her NyQuil (whoa)
Bankroll in my pocket (yeah)
Glock tucked in my pocket (yeah), got a foreign whip exotic (zoom)
Got a bad bitch exotic, smoke good gas exotic, mix lean up with tropic (yeah) I'm top floor in Boston, my new bitch she awesome
F*ck around lose a kidney (damn)
Pill poppin' and sippin
Yeah, I'm rich but I'm not trickin' (whoa)
Why this f*ck nigga in my business, why would you shoot and plan to leave a witness?
I'm in LA no fitness, I live everyday like Christmas (yeah)
If I lost it all I don't know how I would feel
When I lost my bitch I just went and ripped a seal
This 30 got me geeked up, I'm rollin' off pills (go, go, go)
17 is jean tucked, I'm going for the kill (yeah)
This AMG made hoes f*ck I know it sounds surreal (zoom)
This ARP gon' test luck, I hope that nigga skilled (bleh, bleh, bleh)
Starrow till the day I die, I know my niggas real
Shorty went to sleep, she say I'm her NyQuil (whoa) (ha ha ha)
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If I lost it all I don't know how I would feel (whoa)
When I lost my bitch I just went and ripped a seal (whoa)
This 30 got me geeked up, I'm rollin' off pills (yeah)
17 is jean tucked, I'm going for the kill (yeah)
This AMG made hoes f*ck I know it sounds surreal (zoom)
This ARP gon' test luck, I hope that nigga skilled (bleh, bleh, bleh)
Starrow till the day I die, I know my niggas real (my niggas)
Shorty went to sleep, she say I'm her NyQuil (whoa)
Bankroll in my pocket (yeah)
Glock tucked in my pocket (yeah), got a foreign whip exotic (zoom)
Got a bad bitch exotic, smoke good gas exotic, mix lean up with tropic (yeah) I'm top floor in Boston, my new bitch she awesome
F*ck around lose a kidney (damn)
Pill poppin' and sippin
Yeah, I'm rich but I'm not trickin' (whoa)
Why this f*ck nigga in my business, why would you shoot and plan to leave a witness?
I'm in LA no fitness, I live everyday like Christmas (yeah)
If I lost it all I don't know how I would feel
When I lost my bitch I just went and ripped a seal
This 30 got me geeked up, I'm rollin' off pills (go, go, go)
17 is jean tucked, I'm going for the kill (yeah)
This AMG made hoes f*ck I know it sounds surreal (zoom)
This ARP gon' test luck, I hope that nigga skilled (bleh, bleh, bleh)
Starrow till the day I die, I know my niggas real
Shorty went to sleep, she say I'm her NyQuil (whoa) (ha ha ha)
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Writer: Sydney Esechie
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Performed By: Racerr
Language: English
Length: 1:34
Written by: Sydney Esechie
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