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letra de cloud coupe / slow - ​ayrtn

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[intro]
why’s it taking you so f-cking long to move like seven fam
n-ggas are waiting out here
know what i’m saying?
what’s going on b?
shall i come to your house and, f-cking, f-cking take the foul?
[?] whatever it is called fam
f-ck you and your five-seven
hurry the f-ck up
know what i’m saying? (huh)

[verse 1]
ayrtn wavey he about this
all these n-ggas moving childish
i get the [?] then i loud it (nice)
i’m at the show pack crowded (true)
young seke in the bits (huh?)
chakra bracelet on my wrist
off-white on my kicks (phew)
i’m rolling round with your b-tch, ey (woah)
i’m fl!cking my wrist, your b-tch giving me a kiss, i light up the spliff
i got takers in the field and i got takers in the pitch, i couldn’t give a sh-t
n-ggas so sick with the flow would’ve thought it was a magic trick (nice nice)
bad b-tch do her splits, making these hits, and now i leave her brothers in a ditch like
new hoe got a new flow (uh), when i shoot i’m scoring goals (true)
[?] phone go ring ring like [?] you already know (brr brr)
there’s thc right in my dome, with my bro we’re due to blow
got your gyallie she give me blows, i’m in the field like i’m j. cole (ey ey)
i got myself in my headphones cause i know that i’m due to blow (nice)
and these hoes, they getting nuthin’ but an uber ride and a doggy bone
so my home, frat rules, get it asap no rocky (phew)
climbing straight up to the top and none of these n-ggas can stop me (no, no way)
[bridge]
ohhhh that’s why you took so long
should’ve said it man, know what i’m saying?
they’re keeping quiet and that man
know what i’m saying?
what’s going on fam?
come on boy

[verse 2]
(ey)
too hot, got heat on the streets, she looks nice bad b tell her get on her knees (phew phew)
i’m slumped out and i went to sleep, she loved me pree me wanna get in the sheets (nice, nice)
young whop n-ggas know i don’t play, beat the kitty so nice now she wanna stay
flight seven man i’m on the plane, fat spliff in my hand, take it to the brain (like waiiit)

[bridge]
let me just slow it down…

[verse 3]
(huh)
wait let me just slow it down (slow, slow it down)
when i made my own wave now i got my own sound (now i got my own sound)
bad ting why you so cray? might have to come round town (woah, come round town)
n-ggas know me i’m a g, chilling in dirty south (dirty south)
chilling in dirty south (dirty south)
look at my wrist, frozen, talkin’ the piff potent
the hash got me moving slow (slow)
wavey wavey like a boat (boat)
catch me in the southside (hmm)
my n-ggas rocking off-white (dirty south)
i am so fly like a kite (fly)
your b-tch feeling me on a slide (true)
water, yeah whatever fam

- ayrtn

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