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He hasn't slept in probably ah, seven days Haven't slept since Thursday, I might go berserk Late night off them percs I'm poppin' thirtys, thirtys, Falling off this Earth I'm a codeine cowboy, breakfast pancake syrup Haven't slept since Thursday, I might go berserk Late night off them percs I'm poppin' thirtys, thirtys, Falling off this Earth I'm a codeine cowboy, breakfast pancake syrup Break her back she wanna Birkin Make that pussy squirt Purple liquid, I sip in church My bitch was totin' first Millions off the merch My FN in her purse I'm a savage, these dusty niggas hurt Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Lil Yachty) Sunday, Flown to Getting commas, And the loot Wе Haven't slept since Thursday, I might go bеrserk Letras de cancionesLate night off them percs I'm poppin' thirtys, thirtys, Falling off this Earth I'm a codeine cowboy, breakfast pancake syrup Wake Up! Haven't slept since Thursday, I might go berserk Late night off them percs I'm poppin' thirtys, thirtys, Falling off this Earth (Wake Up!) I'm a codeine cowboy, breakfast pancake syrup Wake Up! Wake Up! From Letras Mania