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letra de chrme hrts - 248betz

{intro]
what? what? what?
what?
what?

[chorus]
i’m a f-ckin arby’s vet i make the roast beef classic (d-mn)
told this stupid b-tch on drive thru we do not have no d-mn ham
my pockets so swollen yea they filled up with some god d-mn racks
i flew out to nyc to chrome hearts yea to drop a bag

[verse 1]
pop 3 percs yea to relax
go and hit balenciaga next
dior, marni, versace (what)
your b-tch, she on me
like get the, the f-ck up off me
i do not want you on me

[verse 2]
i smoke runtz straight out the pack
pop 3 xans yea back to back
while in action pop a tab
i might lose my focus d-mn
i cannot submit defeat, can’t get knocked off my d-mn feet
arby gang yea the whole fleet, we gon knock out yo front t–th
i gotta say f-ck all them opps, we spin the block and leave ya top popped
we leave wendy gang yea at the bottom
we don’t even got no competition, to backlxne gang yall better listen
sippin on wok we don’t f-ck with tris b-tch
we don’t f-ck with 12 yea we ain’t no snitches
[chorus]
i’m a f-ckin arby’s vet i make the roast beef classic (d-mn)
told this stupid b-tch on drive thru we do not have no d-mn ham
my pockets so swollen yea they filled up with some god d-mn racks
i flew out to nyc to chrome hearts yea to drop a bag

- 248betz

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