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letra de make eem run! - bass santana, xxxtentacion & ski mask the slump god

[intro]
to b-ss be the glory
play that sh-t 88 times

[verse 1: b-ss santana]
huh, ayy, what? (ayy, what?)
who do i trust? (who do i trust?)
only in us (only in us)
they do too much (they do too much, huh)
they can’t keep up (nah), he actin’ tough (he actin’ tough, ha?)
i called his bluff (i called his bluff, ha)
and now he duckin’ (wha-?), and now he duckin’ (ha)
boy run my fade (huh? huh?)
oh b-tch, behave (oh b-tch, behave)
don’t need no savin’ (don’t need no savin’)
now you too late (too late, too late)
i hold my weight (my f-ckin’ weight)
big gucci b-ss (big gucci b-ss)
my face is what? (my face is what?) my face is gate
it ain’t no talkin’ about it
just got the mind to go and fade a n-gga (boy)
drop the addy, won’t be duckin’ or bluffin’
just pop out or give me the data, n-gga (oi)
ate them n-ggas, hands is up to date it ain’t no playing’with ’em
end his day today, i had to pray a little
gas your homie up but when that tank hit e
you better save your n-gga (save your n-gga)
why the f-ck he mad at me for? (what?)
last i checked he was tryin’ to be, what?
one (b-tch!), pull up on ’em, now you look dumb (dumb)
make his -ss run he ain’t really tryin’ to have no fun (huh)
smoke good dope, a1 (one)
try to keep up, get ahead of your, ‘head of your lungs
we was at the front door, knockin’ on the front door
sorry, auntie, we just lookin’ for your son

[bridge: xxxtentacion & b-ss santana]
well, h-llo there (where that n-gga at?)
so we got a very, very, very, very extra interesting story today pulled up to the crib
like, basically i’m ’bout to just beat this n-gga’s -ss
i’ma make these n-ggas stop playing with me

[chorus: xxxtentacion]
ayy, pull up on ’em, hey, make ’em run, hey, yuh (ayy)
ayy, pull up on ’em, hey, make ’em run, hey, p-ssy
uh, pull up on ’em, hey, make ’em run, hey, yuh (huh?)
ayy, pull up on ’em, hey, make ’em run, hey, p-ssy
uh, big tag, uh, gucci, uh, on my bag, uh
pull up on ’em, huh, get them running, uh
ayy (ayy!), pull up on ’em, hey, make ’em run, hey, p-ssy
uh, pull up on ’em, hey, make ’em run, hey

[verse 2: ski mask the slump god]
i can tell the ice hotel is where my heart is cold as mucus from a snail
i remember to remember life is a b-tch, so, no, i could never kiss-n-tell
and wish me well ’cause life is h-ll
and double the c ’cause a n-gga only care ’bout chanel
i been knockin’ knees with birds and bees
been overseas with b-tches who don’t speak english well
like a owl, who?
the only enemy here is you
uh, like bling, blow, kapoof
fairly odd fairy ‘done stole my tooth
no cap on cat, no dr. seuss
eat flapjacks, double cup of syrup too
’cause i only want the neck like a noose on goose
and i’m only wildin’ out when i’m loose off goose

- bass santana xxxtentacion ski mask the slump god

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