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letra de eurostep - ​ayrtn

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[verse]
yeah, aye
can you hear me? like denzino
man i feel like a bad b-tch, slowly sip on my glass of pino
i got the heat on my feet, i shoot for the three like tyler herro
why’s he preein my face, like a pedo?
i got the green ceelo, n-ggas can’t f-ck with the steelo
i take ’em to school, like their name was q
i’m cute and i’m a wavy dude, got baby ayrtn custom shoes
you snooze you lose, that’s why i be up at the maddest times
i be whippin’ sh-t, the grind don’t stop, are you kiddin’ me?
you’re better than who, are you kiddin’ me?
i talk it, i’m high’ likе the ceilin’ be
stеppin’ cozy, n-gga, i’m a [?], boy
watch your mouth, boy, i’m a top boy
and your bitty want to give me top boy
you’re a little n-gga, you don’t make noise
n-ggas side mans, like some bell boys, try me, i’ll turn into h-ll, boy
why they tryna hit my celly, n-gga, i don’t know you, i’m a playboy
i’m doin’ it, i’m ‘n-side’ steve lacy, they know i’m driven i’m pursuin’ it
i make a girl do the splits, you can’t chat for me, you’re a little b-tch
i see you n-ggas rollin’ with a snitch, you have no clue that’s why i can’t trust
thick b-tch, she be makin’ it bust, i hit sh-t, n-ggas hate like i’m russ
got a problem 1v1 me on rust, aye
n-ggas will swear that i be from milwaukee, the way i be playin’ for bucks
i [?] to my torso, cause my n-gga, that’s what’s up
i’m at home with a fat zoot to my lips, chillin’ with my pups
you mugs, i get it done, they’re askin’ “ayrtn drop that new sh-t”
but i ain’t ready yet, i dropped the palace, but they’re moving clueless
i used my two cents, i spot them n-ggas, hit them with the broomstick
i’m eating big meals, chicken in my t–th, i need a toothpick
who’s this?, man, she’s riding me, nicely
i got the tekkers hit a [?], bow, [?] zoot and the chinese
uppercut combo and sleep, n-ggas sleepin’ on me tell ’em wake the f-ck up
man, i’m the block, [?]
these n-ggas is envious, i keep it low
i don’t know why they’re tryna harm me
i’m a gunner call me bergkamp, f-ck my enemies, they never learn man
remember when them shawties used to swerve man, sad
now they hate me, cause i never share my bag
and why she tryna touch me, like we playin’ tag
i don’t smoke no [?], don’t offer me your f-g
all these n-ggas [?]

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