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letra de metro - bartbourne

[verse 1: zachsrevenge]
you got a big booty, b-tch, and i’m takin’ it you on the way, well, i’m already makin’ it
i’m doin’ good like i do on the regular you doin’ bad like you better be makin’ sh-t
i ain’t too far, boy, i’m talkin’ bout the cellular just met this ho and i think she’s arabian
my body creepin’, go out to, like, delaware i’m gettin’ tired of bein’ in the a & sh-t

i’m gettin’ tired of bein’ so anxious i’m goin’ hard and i’m not even playin
i flew that b-tch and she came from malaysia she speakin’ words i don’t know what she sayin
they play my song and they say that i’m asian walk on my trail and i’ll lead the whole blaze
all that money you got is nothin’ i got a crib and a house in my lane

i dub a hoe and, shе think that we f-ckin’ go get some papеr and learn what you worth
it was just me and my brother, my cousin now i got stuff that just fall on the earth
you can come see if we blessin’ you will get put in the dirt
jesus worth, let’s go pop a perk tell me if it work and how you feel

r.i.p uncle phil i ain’t seen the show, but he seem chill
is it all for real? achieving all your dreams seems so surreal
but it could all be here just focus on yourself and wait until
electric shock, i bring the ill i smoke a hop and get em

[verse 2: bartbourne]
(huh)

they tryna be like me, huh? but they can’t sing like me, nah
i got the green light bean
tell me the f-ck who tryna be like me
tell me the f-ck who get streams like me
yeah n-ggas be g-y and sh-t
i hit the biggest b-tch
tell me the f-ck who gon’ pay for it
glock with the beam got the biggest clip
i’m finna chill got the chips and dip huh
hoe like katara
i’m on my way yea imma be there tomorrow
who want the smoke, i can cause up the problems
caught that boy lack yea them n-ggas they robbed em
n-ggas act hard but who finna drop em
bart to the top, n-gga who finna stop em

[verse 3: lifelessgarments]
aye spoke to you it’s been a minute yeah, i’m tryna talk to you, just let me finish (yeah)
i’m on too much drugs, i been up at the clinic (all yeah)
i am a sick without you, f-ck all this dissing

i got poles for all my opps soon as they do disses
in my bag, it cost a fortune, watch your lesson
and these kicks, they cost some more sh-t when i kick sh-t
every time this done
(cool , cool, cool)
(yeah)

i got stains all over my clothes im mosh pitting
i got b-tches everywhere, i’m brad pitting
f-ck it, you don’t get this
i just told you a thousand times i love you and i miss it

i like ice cream when it’s minted
i like my fashion, i’m printed
and i bypass all that b-tch sh-t
atl, i’m in zone six

we don’t do tricks, that’s for kids
i’m not f-ckin’ no b-tch that’s mid
all my hoes , they bad as sh-t
all my hoes , they bad as sh-t

- bartbourne

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