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I'm Sammy Jo, and my colors are, um, black and red

Let me find my way out of bitch
Find myself, in the distance
Find me up, lyin' in ditch
With a wrist and some a-mixin'
If I can't the time to get my heart out
Would you 'em out when we slow the world down?
Would you hold it down for me my heart pound?
Ain't no tellin', no tellin' so call the
Let me my way out of this bitch
Find myself, high in the
me up, lyin' in this ditch
With a and some diamonds a-mixin'
If I can't find the to get my heart out
Would you stomp 'em out when we slow the world
you hold it down for me when my heart pound?
Ain't no tellin', no tellin' so the coroner

Aye, I'ma just bounce that
In fact I bought a damn house with that
Aye, me where the ounces at
Tell me where the damn these at
Aye, me where the ounces at
Tell me where the ounces, at
Aye, me where the ounces at
me where the ounces, ounces at

It's gettin' hot, you best
(Woo! down, simmer down, simmer down, simmer down)
The effects can't touch
(Woo! Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down, down)
Stepped up, stand down,
(Woo! Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down, down)
Wait, wait,

I'm alive, I'm alive, the in my ride, I, I
I ain't been the one that's scared of you
Baby, you can and get it
I'm alive, I'm alive, the in my ride, I, I
Baby, the karma gets you
you can run away with us

In my bag in the vault, movin' on, move
Ain't my fault, moved too fast, life had to a halt
Got back on the road, and made it to the
Disregardin' the discharge
Can't the mission, put into my heart
I ain't playin' games, need you to play part
Standin' up pride behind my battle scars

Money walk and money talk, but money no make
Big ass house and big ass car don't add up when you die
I want white knights like five lights for some little
I want bliss, no
Rewind, don't around my aura with the better lies
I want a better life, bend around the
One deep, eyes shut when they the place
But you don't know me, I don't
Straight from manipulation, wouldn't wanna my brothers
Still wanna get me high, eyes low off that
Always throwin' curve, a reaper scythe
on my wood like a termite
Enterin' my like a parasite
(Parasite, parasite, parasite, parasite)

Praise God, hallelujah! I'm still
At war my conscience, paranoid, can't find that shit
Woo, God, hallelujah! I'm still depressed
At war my conscience, paranoid, I can't—

Let me find my way out of this
(I'm Sammy Jo, and my favorite colors are, um, and red)
(Damn)
a wrist and some diamonds a-mixin'
If I can't find to get my heart out
you stomp 'em out when we slow the world down?
Would you it down for me when my heart pound?
Ain't no tellin', no so call the coroner

Sittin' on your porch, across lots and you
Light it up better dodge the
And I'll never get sick of with your locks
I- I- miss you lots, I- I- you lots, I- I-
on your porch, across parkin' lots
(That's all I got for you)
And I'll never get sick of playin' with your I- I-
(That's all I got for you)
Sittin' on your porch, parkin' lots and you
(That's all I got for you)
you lots, I- I- miss you lots, I- I-
(That's all I got for you)
Sittin' on porch, across parkin' lots
(That's all I got for you)
And I'll never get sick of with your locks
I- I- miss you lots, I- I- you lots
I- I- you lots, I- I- miss you lots, I- I-
(That's all I got for you)