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letra de ​amg - ​arti (us)

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[intro]
young boys, we going in crazy
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
(snorkatje)

[chorus]
i be counting sheep (woo), i can’t even sleep
i be smoking gas, i can’t even breathe
i can’t bother wit’ your homie, i just let it be (yeah)
i need me a lil’ turbo inside that amg (yeah)
i be counting sheep (go), i can’t even sleep (yeah)
i be smoking gas, man, i can’t even breathe (yeah)
i can’t bother wit’ your homie, i just let it be (yeah)
i need me a lil’ turbo inside that amg

[verse 1]
let’s go, let’s go
i’m the plug, i’ll put you on, i feel like texaco
cozy, cozy, louis puffer like an eskimo
i be rolling up while my gang, we smoking medical
can’t give a f-ck, i got a lot and i need way more
i got me a check, it’s not enough and i gon’ make more
all my people eating, yeah, they good is what i aim for
in that ho like, “what we getting?” you know what i came for
yeah-yeah-yeah, i never lose, i feel like floyd up in this mayweather
that maple shots, teach your mom i need to do better
we going fast, we coming first, can’t come in last
i been jugging since a young’un, hold that spark to the gas, ayy
i know they ain’t finding me, i promise they can kiss my ass
stuffing racks up in my denim, on the low right now, this is ass
can’t walk up in my lane, lil’ bro, i think you need to pass
they say they feel your pain and then they leave you for the bag
[verse 2]
i can make belief
make belief that i’m gon’ cop me up an amg (yeah)
two doors, i don’t need me a sedan
i don’t need the other two, i don’t got a lotta friends (whoa)
i’m ’boutta do what’s right, i don’t gotta make amends (no way)
all i do is mate, i ain’t worried ’bout your mans
all i hear is oui, pardon me, i don’t speak french
i got chanel on my body, got these ksubi on my pants, yeah

[chorus]
i be counting sheep (woo), i can’t even sleep (okay)
i be smoking gas, i can’t even breathe (yeah)
i can’t bother wit’ your homie, i just let it be (okay)
i need me a lil’ turbo inside that amg
i be counting sheep (yeah), i can’t even sleep
i be smoking gas, man, i can’t even breathe (yeah)
i can’t bother wit’ your homie, i just let it be (okay)
i need me a lil’ turbo inside that amg

[outro]
(snorkatje)

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