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letra de ticonderoga - 2gaudy

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[intro]
saba, you so icy
pulled up at the spot, like, motherf-cker, i don’t know ya
writing in my thoughts with this ticonderoga
yeah, gang, gang, yeah
637, yeah, 637, ayy

[chorus]
pulled up at the spot, like, motherf-cker, i don’t know ya
writing in my thoughts with this ticonderoga
only makin’ hits, i don’t need no engineer
told her, send her clips, the red dots, paul revere
pulled up at the spot, like, motherf-cker, i don’t know ya
writing in my thoughts with this ticonderoga
only makin’ hits, i don’t need no engineer
told her, send her clips, the red dots, paul revere

[verse 1]
i picked up my ego, put it on the shеlf (stacked it)
yeah, i realizе that i’m gon’ be by myself (my own)
i’ma get me designer and a louis belt
these n-ggas be in their feelings, bro f-ck how you feel
bro f-ck how you feel (that’s facts)
i just keep it real (no cap)
all these b-tches tits be fake, they want s-x appeal (no lie)
and all of these n-ggas be snakes, but i’ll remind ya
the only snakes that i like, on designer
[bridge]
and i just got my watch fixed, perfect time, bruh
and all these n-ggas doing tricks, they some dogs, right
i’m the type who likes to chill on my recliner
and my shorty lookin’ so bad, that’s a good time

[chorus]
pulled up at the spot, like, motherf-cker, i don’t know ya
writing in my thoughts with this ticonderoga
only makin’ hits, i don’t need no engineer
told her, send her clips, the red dots, paul revere
pulled up at the spot, like, motherf-cker, i don’t know ya
writing in my thoughts with this ticonderoga
only makin’ hits, i don’t need no engineer
told her, send her clips, the red dots, paul revere

[verse 2]
i keep the strap on me for these n-ggas playing games
and i ain’t talkin’ ps3, motherf-ckers be some lames
you say your music fits my vibe, we are not the same
i’m the type who might drink and drive, crashin’ in a range
like, in a coupe, b-tch (yeah)
what it do, b-tch? (yeah)
on the mic they know that i be gettin’ ruthless
i know h-lla n-ggas that cap, they won’t plead the fifth
now i need to roll some tree, i need some cannabis
[bridge]
big bag, i’m all about it
you real, i really doubt it
they say, “i know how you feel,”
nowadays, i feel surrounded
nowadays, i’m going [?]
when around they get astounded
n-ggas say you want the smoke, motherf-cker i’m about it

[chorus]
pulled up at the spot, like, motherf-cker, i don’t know ya
writing in my thoughts with this ticonderoga
only makin’ hits, i don’t need no engineer
told her, send her clips, the red dots, paul revere
pulled up at the spot, like, motherf-cker, i don’t know ya
writing in my thoughts with this ticonderoga
only makin’ hits, i don’t need no engineer
told her, send her clips, the red dots, paul revere

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