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letra de wendy's drive through - ak tarantino & d.b chapo

[intro: d.b chapo]
i’ma make the plays all day
i’ma make the plays all day, yeah
i’ma make the plays all day, b-tch
i’ma make the plays, i’ma make the plays
off the what?

[verse 1: d.b chapo]
off the galaxy, i seen lil’ brodie pop the cool whip can
i get fly as sh-t, the whip take off like it was superman
i got hollow tips up in it, bet i let that ruger what? (bow, bow)
bet i let that ruger what, let it blam (i had to do it to ’em)
i’m just tryna do my dance (yeah)
i take off my true religion’s, and put on my ksubi pants
tried to tell her, “i’ma treat you right, just give a dude a chance”
i got weed up in my garden, growin’ runts up in that plant (b-tch)

[verse 2: j1ggy]
caught a opp, and lil’ bro put his ass right in the trunk (in thе trunk)
if you dissin’ on [?], you know you gettin’ swung (gettin’ swung)
[?] with a beam, i turn it on, you gon’ gеt real stuck (real stuck)
if i said, “give me that sh-t”, you better give it up
made your mans fall, i tapped his head, ain’t no gettin’ up
left his brains all on the dashboard, i had to scoop it up
depression took over, had me sad, but now i’m lit as f-ck (lit as f-ck)
if you need the za’, hit my line, n-gga, come get with us (yeah)
opps say i’m packed, them n-ggas said i got my glizzies tucked
ran from a dog, i f-cked around, and jacked a n-gga trunk (yeah, i did)
hop outside, [?] will leave you in the dust (in the dust)
opp ass n-gga on the live, i’ll leave you in the dust
[chorus: ak tarantino]
slidin’ with a honeybun, lil’ b-tch, i feel like yuno miles
you ain’t makin’ money, huh, b-tch i see [?]
f-ck your block, i’m finna let the ruger slide through
slidin’ into wendy’s, five biggie bags at the drive-thru

[post-chorus: j1ggy, ak tarantino & d.b chapo]
welcome to wendy’s what can i get for you?
uh, let me get a f-ckin’ biggie bag
will that be it for you, sir?
let me get a f-ckin’ sprite, bruh
nah
let me get a sprite, bruh
let me get a…
a sprite!

[verse 3: ak tarantino]
i been on the grill, lil’ b-tch, i’m finna go ghost on ’em (goin’ ghost)
oh, this infinity gauntlet [?]
out in the rocky mountains, i’m sellin’ rocked down by the water fountain
slide, slide, slide, sh-t, sh-t, sh-t, look at that

[verse 4: j1ggy]
white boy really pop out and get to fappin’ on you
don’t test gang ’cause we [?] tap your homie
f-ckin’ this lil’ b-tch, she in love with gang, this sh-t get up on you
really at war, why would i fire, i k!ll a [?]
unc really said them n-ggas lame, they is not your homies
[?] lil’ b-tch, i really love her ’cause her titties funny
hit my phone and scoop me up because i’m real lonely
haha, i’m jiggin’, now give it up before i smack you, homie
[verse 5: d.b chapo]
he gon’ have to smack you, if he don’t, then i’ma let him know
band up on your head, it ain’t no runnin’ from this dirty pole
tweak off this biscotti, i feel like i took a perky-oh
[?] to the bros got me feelin’ just like i’m durkio
i’ma make the plays all day
i’ma make the plays all day, yeah
i’ma make the plays all day, b-tch
i’ma make the plays, i’ma make the plays
i’ma make the plays, and give it right back to the bando
ak, j1ggy, chapo pull up in big body lambos
mask up, tinted whips, and the glock goin’ commando
i ain’t even gotta use it, i pull out the hands, hoe

[verse 6: ak tarantino]
i be goin’ hard, hard, like i’m out the bluechew
this big 7.62 connect to his head like bluetooth
runnin’ in my choos, the big body gon’ bump [?]
and my [?] down his pants, sound like them blue dudes
ayy, we gon’ hit somebody, get his [?], then get off to the side
run a yellow [?] right through his crib, and they all gotta die
well sh-t, these broke ass b-tches haven’t even caught a fly
too many planes when i go fly my private jet, so i just bought the sky

[chorus: ak tarantino]
slidin’ with a honeybun, lil’ b-tch, i feel like yuno miles
you ain’t makin’ money, huh, b-tch i see [?]
f-ck your block, i’m finna let the ruger slide through
slidin’ into wendy’s, five biggie bags at the drive-thru
[post-chorus: j1ggy, ak tarantino & d.b chapo]
welcome to wendy’s what can i get for you?
uh, let me get a f-ckin’ biggie bag
will that be it for you, sir?
let me get a f-ckin’ sprite, bruh
nah
let me get a sprite, bruh
let me get a…
a sprite!

- ak tarantino d b chapo

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