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letra de tin man - amarieyo

[chorus]
i got some weed for the low, oh, oh
told em pay me cash only
knock all my opps down like bowling
i keep the ice on wrist like its codeine
keepin’ that green on body like molding
i keep that metal on me like the tin man
whip too much in the kitchen need a wrist band
get out my face if you ain’t got six bands
she suck me down i’m nicknaming her quicksand

[verse]
who? who?
the boy i just met later seen on the news, ooh, ooh
ooh ooh
on the yacht with a tommy i’m not talkin cruise, ooh, ooh
nah nah
i just want you in a coupe with my hunnids they blue, ooh, ooh
nah nah
give a f-ck bout a b-tch feel in love with the tool, ooh ooh
burr, burr
like corona boy, you better watch your mouth, and your nose
heard where you stay, in thе lounge with a pole
ride with thе iron, got heat with no coal
like i got sh-tty wifi that b-tch want my load
on the streets b-tch you might die so stay in your home
when the cops turn a blind eye we bussin the chrome
chrome, oh, oh-oh, oh
make him hunch back like he igor
finger twitchin’ like my index a streamer
i got the glock on my femur
f-ck 2020 i don’t need to see more
try to think back but i can’t its a blur
soul left body a blessin’ or curse?
treat me like royalty, descend from the third
make me feel good like the 1st and the 3rd
switch it up, switch it up
i got the glock hidden under the seat
feel like sebastian ice under the sea
gucci designer all over my feet
you tryna talk sh-t? to me?
[chorus]
i got some weed for the low, oh, oh
told em pay me cash only
knock all my opps down like bowling
i keep the ice on wrist like its codeine
keepin’ that green on body like molding
i keep that metal on me like the tin man
whip too much in the kitchen need a wrist band
get out my face if you ain’t got six bands
she suck me down i’m nicknaming her quicksand
i got some weed for the low, oh, oh
told em pay me cash only
knock all my opps down like bowling
i keep the ice on wrist like its codeine
keepin’ that green on body like molding
i keep that metal on me like the tin man
whip too much in the kitchen need a wrist band
get out my face if you ain’t got six bands
she suck me down i’m nicknaming her quicksand

- amarieyo

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