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letra de fuck up - a.j. (rap)

[intro: a.j.]
(yeah, yeah)

[hook: a.j.]
lil’ b-tch know that i’m the sh-t
i put all your whips on my wrist
1024, i been that b-tch
don’t give f-cks and or sh-ts
n0body doin’ it just like this
n0body know ’bout the things that i’ve did
b-tch, f-ck up, i ain’t got time for this
shut up, unless you talkin’ them m’s
[verse 1: a.j.]
huh, i’ma go f-ck up a set
diamonds my wrist and they gems
yeah, i’m gettin’ paid, i get checks
f-ckin’ with me, bust yo’ brain with the tec
huh, i got b-tches and they pay to get wet
wanna f-ck ’cause my diamonds is wet
don’t give a f-ck because i am the best
i call my shooters to smoke you a pack
run up on me and you finna get blast
criss cross me and you get tick tacked
my money big, yo’ bank is a tic-tac
little b-tch, i do not cap
i run this sh-t like a lap
whip out my stick and it got you b-tches runnin’ ’round
thought that we were playing tag

[hook: a.j.]
lil’ b-tch know that i’m the sh-t
i put all your whips on my wrist
1024, i been that b-tch
don’t give f-cks and or sh-ts
n0body doin’ it just like this
n0body know ’bout the things that i’ve did
b-tch, f-ck up, i ain’t got time for this
shut up, unless you talkin’ them m’s
f-ck up, i ain’t got time for this
f-ck up, i ain’t got time for this
f-ck up, i ain’t got time for this
f-ck up, i ain’t got time
f-ck up, i ain’t got time for this
f-ck up, i ain’t got time for this
f-ck up, i ain’t got time for this
f-ck up, i ain’t got time
[verse 2: a.j.]
my diamonds like to shine, they gonna blind your eyes
i feel like i’m never gon’ die, honestly i don’t mind
they don’t know what i’ve done, can’t even do it, go try
not talkin’ money, you dumb, i make bread, you ain’t even make crumbs
i make money, b-tch, i feel like the master
all of you b-tches, you cap, you an actor
talkin’ that broke and we hit you with laughter
whippin’ sh-t, feel like parappa the rapper
you call my sh-t trash, i can trust you are trasher
crystal ashley get more green than a tractor
i get that muhf-ckin’ paper like mappers
i’m a girl but stay with d-cks like a trapper

[verse 3: xofilo]
if you f-ck with me, all my b-tches finna kick your ass
me and a.j. are the future so we’ll see you in the past
hating b-tches wanna say i’m mid, but that sh-t is cap
nightowls coming to your city and we pullin’ up fast
i rule the queendom, i feel like i’m lanzhu
i ain’t tryna f-ck, but i know your shawty want to
i ain’t got just one bag, but i got two
all these blue bills is what these b-tches drawn to

- a j rap

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