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letra de control me (remix) - aj tracey

[intro]
everybody know me, no they can’t hold me
try put your hands up on this kid, i’ll leave you holey
sipping rémy martin or l-p rosé
i get turnt off pink moët and it control me

looney

[hook]
everybody know me, no they can’t hold me
try put your hands up on this kid, i’ll leave you holey
sipping rémy martin or l-p rosé
i get turnt off pink moët and it control me
i need to whack a hater then affi ghosty
my team all get their bands up, they moving oz’s
don’t come around and act up if you don’t know me
i start sipping l-p and and it control me

[verse 1]
in the back i’ve got a couple n-ggas, they turning
while you phonies talking ’bout h-lla bands, about trapping racks and ain’t earning
i’m a forty-fifth with that sterling
all my n-ggas splash and we burning
if i get the drop then i’ll jerk him
stop this rapping sh-t, it ain’t working
i’ve got a little lightie, she twerking
and i’m waved up
h-lla parties got blazed up
i get up early cuz, yeah i wake up
i don’t smoke na so it’s never loud
don’t rate your girl, you sell her out
if a thotty smoke, get their bellers out
and i’m turning, i’m tweaking
if the cops grab me, no speaking
i’m a trill n-gga, i’m a real n-gga
i’ll hustle hard and i never stop
i hit them all and i ball out
and i’m copping garms and i never drop
come back again
spitting flames
like a mac again
any haters talking get a slap again
sketch with a thirty, he’ll slap your men
team paid
[hook]
everybody know me, no they can’t hold me
try put your hands up on this kid, i’ll leave you holey
sipping rémy martin or l-p rosé
i get turnt off pink moët and it control me
i need to whack a hater then affi ghosty
my team all get their bands up, they moving oz’s
don’t come around and act up if you don’t know me
i start sipping l-p and and it control me

[verse 2]
man i’m never lacking, man i’m always backing
got my n-ggas spazzing, you n-ggas slacking
i’m in the cut, got food like a chef
chopping the work, i’ma move all this bless
making the mulla, i’m cuffing no stress
bands take your wife, we were at her address
looney aguero, i’ll leave you a mess
and mtp my team so f-ck all the rest
i’m a f-cking beast
cook a rapper
i’ll make a feast
shotty take him right off his feet
no sweetboy, i’ve got h-lla thots
like i’m playing snooker, got h-lla shots
[?]
slap a stain upon main road
[?]
jezzy suck me cah i say so
man i do a move and then lay-low
had a half link for like 8-0
i’m the man cuz
instagram looking mad cuz
i don’t want a son
but these b-tches flirty with h-lla bum
i want rap money, f-ck the slum
i want rap money, f-ck the slum
i wanna hit the booth and try make the sum
[hook]
everybody know me, no they can’t hold me
try put your hands up on this kid, i’ll leave you holey
sipping rémy martin or l-p rosé
i get turnt off pink moët and it control me
i need to whack a hater then affi ghosty
my team all get their bands up, they moving oz’s
don’t come around and act up if you don’t know me
i start sipping l-p and and it control me

- aj tracey

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