Small Town Perry Maysun & Tommy Richman
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[Verse 1: Perry Maysun]
Full bags and popped tags, I'm complacent
Goes so hard every day, but he's adjacent
To the success, meaning that shit is right next to him
Rotten teeth upon my crusty [?] and gettin' in
Hudson always seperate from self 'cause Perry better than
Rock the blood from cuts upon my body [?]
Small town, small minds, colder than polar bears in the wintertime
Always fucked up, he never gets it right
[Bridge: Perry Maysun]
My room's a club, I pop bottles every night
My room's a— shut the fuck up
My room's a club, I pop bottles every night
My room's a club, I pop bottles every night
[Verse 2: Perry Maysun]
Bеtty White, cocaine on the drеsser
He was doin' good, and everybody let's him do everything wrong
In every single song talks about his suicidal thoughts
He's leavin' and he's gone
[Verse 3: Tommy Richman]
I can't [?] the small town forever
Ain't nobody care if I live, pull the lever
Always thinkin' if I'ma get this shit together
Got outta [?] in my hands (I'ma make it—)
Shit's can't [?] the scratch inside the letter
[?] 'gon fuck up the cracks from my endeavor
[?] gonna pour up a four and [?] better —[?] better
Full bags and popped tags, I'm complacent
Goes so hard every day, but he's adjacent
To the success, meaning that shit is right next to him
Rotten teeth upon my crusty [?] and gettin' in
Hudson always seperate from self 'cause Perry better than
Rock the blood from cuts upon my body [?]
Small town, small minds, colder than polar bears in the wintertime
Always fucked up, he never gets it right
[Bridge: Perry Maysun]
My room's a club, I pop bottles every night
My room's a— shut the fuck up
My room's a club, I pop bottles every night
My room's a club, I pop bottles every night
[Verse 2: Perry Maysun]
Bеtty White, cocaine on the drеsser
He was doin' good, and everybody let's him do everything wrong
In every single song talks about his suicidal thoughts
He's leavin' and he's gone
[Verse 3: Tommy Richman]
I can't [?] the small town forever
Ain't nobody care if I live, pull the lever
Always thinkin' if I'ma get this shit together
Got outta [?] in my hands (I'ma make it—)
Shit's can't [?] the scratch inside the letter
[?] 'gon fuck up the cracks from my endeavor
[?] gonna pour up a four and [?] better —[?] better
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