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letra de el gato - atl smook

[chorus]
i put that lil hoe on a flight, i told her i’ll see you tomorrow
i love to go up on the x, i’ll probably be high til tomorrow
these n-ggas be stealing the swag, like who the h-ll said you could borrow
all that he seen was a beam and a flash, we send it up like chicago
i need the racks andele, i need it pr-nto
know we’re road running today, bells in the cargo
i got that fire on my wait stuffed in these rick cargos
most of these n-ggas be p-ssy, grande el gato
[verse]
[?] now i just geek
these n-ggas be lying through they t–th
they tellin’ they spilling the tea
this new marni a thousand a tee
frog eyes on the coupe it might leap
baby tell me what you see in me
[?] diamonds on me
how you ridin’ but change up on me
they just wanna be in the loot
i’m just tryna thumb through these blues (cash)
i’m sippin’ codeine like it’s soup (codeine)
it’s helping me with these blues
we sliming him out, crossing him out, like mr t pity the fool
[?], feel like king tut, cover my body with jewels
i’m way too up, gotta run it up, don’t think i ever could snooze
she top me up in big body truck, but i thought that was your boo
was a badass jit, skipped school
got your fire on you, me too
i drop down, let’s have a duel
quickdraw like john wayne boy you’re doomed
[chorus]
i put that lil hoe on a flight, i told her i’ll see you tomorrow
i love to go up on the x, i’ll probably be high til tomorrow
these n-ggas be stealing the swag, like who the h-ll said you could borrow
all that he seen was a beam and a flash, we send it up like chicago
i need the racks andele, i need it pr-nto
know we’re road running today, bells in the cargo
i got that fire on my wait stuffed in these rick cargos
most of these n-ggas be p-ssy, grande el gato
[verse 2]
i pull up i’m swerving the bentley, i’m dodging potholes
i told lil baby they’re f-cking with me like the lotto
i hop out with sticks, got rockets on me like i’m [?]
i feel like i’m 50, get rich or die trying my motto (my motto)
i walk in the bank, i put the cash in the bag (cash in the bag)
got gas in the tank, this zaza is making me laugh (it’s making me laugh, ha)
ain’t having no rank, lil boy you couldn’t even make the staff (couldn’t make the staff, uh)
oh no
f-ck it i slimed em again
oh no
she wanna be more than friends
oh no
but that’s okay if she a 10
oh no
this perc i’m on more than a 10
[chorus]
i put that lil hoe on a flight, i told her i’ll see you tomorrow
i love to go up on the x, i’ll probably be high til tomorrow
these n-ggas be stealing the swag, like who the h-ll said you could borrow
all that he seen was a beam and a flash, we send it up like chicago
i need the racks andele, i need it pr-nto
know we’re road running today, bells in the cargo
i got that fire on my wait stuffed in these rick cargos
most of these n-ggas be p-ssy, grande el gato

- atl smook

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