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letra de on fleek - asian da brat

[intro]+
i like this asian doll
ey, do-do, aww

[hook]
b-tch i’m on fleek (thottie)
look at my hair, nails and my feet
thinking we homies i’m rockin him sleep
disrespect me and you go in a week (go in a week b-tch)
b-tch i’m on fleek
look at my hair, nails and my feet (thottie)
thinking we homies i’m rockin him sleep
disrespect me and you go in a week (go in a week b-tch)

[verse 1]
i’m in a g-wagon, my n-ggas got racks, saggin (racks)
that glock on his hip no flashin (rah), run up on me and they blastin
bleach stains when i’m walkin i’m steppin lil b-tch
red bottom but crippin i’m reppin lil b-tch
you can turn up but watch where you steppin lil b-tch
if they start movin funny i’m checkin a b-tch
i’m asian, you know i’m reckin this sh-t
i was broke so i wasn’t expectin this sh-t
they be dissin but i got a check to go get
and you missin how yo momma stressin and sh-t
if i f-ck wit you count up your blessing lil b-tch
hold up you b-tches ain’t f-cking wit doll
i’ll shut down yo city if i make a call
808 boom knocking b-tches off of the wall
don’t walk up to me n-gga you gotta crawl
playin these n-ggas like game
can’t f-ck wit you n-gga you really a lame
got mo money than you i’m out of ya range
go get you a testa ‘fo all of them chains
i want the bag i don’t care bout the fame
i step on a b-tch i don’t care bout a name
you fake and i’m real we never the same

[hook]
b-tch i’m on fleek
look at my hair, nails and my feet (thottie)
thinking we homies i’m rockin him sleep
disrespect me and you go in a week (go in a week b-tch)
b-tch i’m on fleek
look at my hair, nails and my feet (thottie)
thinking we homies i’m rockin him sleep
disrespect me and you go in a week (go in a week b-tch)

[verse 2]
i’m wit a real savage
u tweek and he k!ll, tragic
you hatin but watchin us bounce
scootin these hoes no masta
i’m pretty but crazy and texas lil b-tch
he hood but toppin me, neckin me b-tch
hoes mad, extra b-tch!
that n-gga gon come when i tell him lil b-tch
aye brat i gotta million to spend
f-ck bout no n-gga he all on my friend
after she treat him he gon in the wind
taxin rude, make these hoe n-ggas spend
chanel and prada thats all imma cop
dolce & louis, my new n-gga bought
gucci from head to te all on my socks
b-tch how you f-cking but can’t even pop
get on my level or get on yo knees
k!llin these hoes i don’t let em breath
show him a little, he like when i tease
up in the bed you f-ckin a g
turn off the lights, no cameras, can’t see
ay, i don’t really trust these n-ggas
ay, i don’t never show no feelings
he act like a b-tch he’ll talk to a pillow

[outro]
ain finished you thought i was over
b-tches be fans can’t let em get closer
i got the keys to the city i’m focused
after this nut go and turn on yo motor
he d-ckin me down he took all control of it
pay ten d’s, b-tches gotta have a plan c
all that beef b-tches broke in the streets, ey (ha-ha)

- asian da brat

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