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letra de ziploc - 88glam

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ziploc lyrics
[intro: 88camino]
woah
woah
woah
woah
presidents all are dead, yeah

[chorus: 88camino]
i secure the bag like ziploc (woah, woah)
i got big guap (flex, yeah)
pop them tags i rip off
baguettes in my wristw-tch (baguettes, yeah)
no tick tock, yeah
not at all, yeah
all this sauce, yeah
they p-ssed off, yeah

[post-chorus: 88camino]
foreign broads in my bed, woah
hoes since i wore hermes, woah
presidents all are dead, yeah
double g’s on my head, woah (double g’s on my head, woah)
if a n-gga don’t think i’m nice
i’m the baddest one since mike
when i threw bands check the price, nah, nah
[verse 1: derek wise, 88camino]
ride me like a bike, yeah
diamonds on me, they bite, yeah
on ig, getting no likes, yeah
keep a stick like a dike, yeah
rover range i snipe, yeah
brand new millie iced, yeah
pj’s on this pj, was a sleep for the whole flight (flight)
new girl with me humble, please don’t fall into the hype, uh
hundred racks in a year, spend that just on gear (woah)
now my record clear (woah, flex, yeah)
see the goat when i wake up and look into the mirror (woah, woah)

[chorus: 88camino]
i secure the bag like ziploc (woah, woah)
i got big guap (flex, yeah)
pop them tags i rip off
baguettes in my wristw-tch (baguettes, yeah)
no tick tock, yeah
not at all, yeah
all this sauce, yeah
they p-ssed off, yeah

[post-chorus: 88camino]
foreign broads in my bed, woah
hoes since i wore hermes, woah
presidents all are dead, yeah
double g’s on my head, woah (double g’s on my head, woah)
if a n-gga don’t think i’m nice
i’m the baddest one since mike
when i threw bands check the price, nah, nah
[verse 2: 88camino]
ay, i got hoes that wear hermes
i f-ck a foreign broad in my bed
all my presidents are dead
double g’s on me, i don’t wear guess
hope a n-gga don’t think i’m nice
i’m the baddest one since mike
went through bands without checking the price
i just got top from another n-gga wife
and i grinded for my ice
i’m taking risks every day of my life
can’t trust a b-tch and these n-ggas a trife (woah, woah)
i’m a real n-gga, i won’t expire (flex, yeah)
and i rock palm angels with the fire (woah, woah)

[chorus: 88camino]
i secure the bag like ziploc (woah, woah)
i got big guap (flex, yeah)
pop them tags i rip off
baguettes in my wristw-tch (baguettes, yeah)
no tick tock, yeah
not at all, yeah
all this sauce, yeah
they p-ssed off, yeah

[post-chorus: 88camino]
foreign broads in my bed, woah
hoes since i wore hermes, woah
presidents all are dead, yeah
double g’s on my head, woah (double g’s on my head, woah)
if a n-gga don’t think i’m nice
i’m the baddest one since mike
when i threw bands check the price, nah, nah

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