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

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

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

I'm alive, I'm alive, the in my ride, I, I
I ever 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, when the gets you
Maybe you can run away us

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

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

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

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

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