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letra de let go - acerrr

[hook]
bad lil’ vibe give me head when i say so
i get the bag, get the bread stay on payrolls
my n-ggas trap in the streets, yea we lay low
breaking down bricks like its lego
gone so fast like letgo
i remember i was broke f-cking with my mental
and now we got them switchers yea we aim it at your temple
my n-ggas rock sh-t you would think its heavy metal
but we just some hustlers
i pray for my n-ggas that was stuck never made it up wit’ us
i try to get the pain away, so i keep my double cup
we pull up in big bodies and big benzes
you ain’t gotta know about my hood to know where my ends is

[verse 1]
like pop smoke everything must go
when we walk inside of sak’s, yea they shut down the store
big g’s, metal detectors can’t go near it
opps all on the internet, no wonder we don’t hear it(uhh)
traphouse i’m jordan
amari denim
mcqueen for my queen nah these hoes can’t get em’
catch a opp at the red light, three pointer we wet em’
still screaming my brother and its [?] do not forget him(uhh)
they can’t get nothing from me
i had a snotty nose i couldn’t get nothing for free
the day i trip over a b-tch that be the end of me
got me f-cked up girl i left you in my memories
throw away with the frenemies
[hook]
bad lil’ vibe give me head when i say so
i get the bag, get the bread stay on payrolls
my n-ggas trap in the streets, yea we lay low
breaking down bricks like its lego
gone so fast like letgo
i remember i was broke f-cking with my mental
and now we got them switchers yea we aim it at your temple
my n-ggas rock sh-t you would think its heavy metal
but we just some hustlers
i pray for my n-ggas that was stuck never made it up wit’ us
i try to get the pain away, so i keep my double cup
we pull up in big bodies and big benzes
you ain’t gotta know about my hood to know where my ends is

[verse 2]
i was livin’ low, i was up in 407
yea man shout out da ghetto
it taught me to neva’ trust a n-gga and neva’ settle
green beam on your metal
yea i’m smoking gas you know i be high like stilettos(uhh)
i love to trap baby
when i was growing up my mama was smokin’ weed man, i’m not a crack baby
but yea, the crack made me
and if you take it foward you better know i’m still taxin’ for the extra half baby
smoke dawg, and its kmjtb and anno
talk about my brothers, we put opps in gelato
f-ck a bag on your head, we get him gone by tomorrow
as a youngin’ all he wanted was a b-tch fully auto
[hook]
bad lil’ vibe give me head when i say so
i get the bag, get the bread stay on payrolls
my n-ggas trap in the streets, yea we lay low
breaking down bricks like its lego
gone so fast like letgo
i remember i was broke f-cking with my mental
and now we got them switchers yea we aim it at your temple
my n-ggas rock sh-t you would think its heavy metal
but we just some hustlers
i pray for my n-ggas that was stuck never made it up wit’ us
i try to get the pain away, so i keep my double cup
we pull up in big bodies and big benzes
you ain’t gotta know about my hood to know where my ends is

[outro]
(bad lil’ vibe give me head when i say so
i get the bag, get the bread stay on payrolls
my n-ggas trap in the streets, yea we lay low)

- acerrr

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