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letra de can't believe - bbyafricka

[intro]
mm, who got fake beef with me?
mm, yeah, ha

[chorus]
you got fake beef with me ’cause i’m who b-tches wanna be
it’s a b-tch right now who want fight because she copy me
now that right there, now that’s some sh-t that i cannot believe
you held him down, he ain’t give you sh-t, now that i can’t believe
if you my n-gga, don’t pray to god
lil n-gga, you pray to me
all my n-ggas do what i say, just like a slave to me
i’m gettin’ bread, like so much money, i cannot believe my eyes
my ex b-tch made me so mad, i still pray that b-tch die

[verse]
this b-tch my son, i don’t breastfeed, you gеttin’ formula
after we f-ck two times, i said i’ma gеt bored of ya
how you still rappin’ that same flow and still ain’t got it down?
i’m better after each drop, yeah, i’m getting c-cky now
these b-tches been a fan of me way back since hoe twitter
and i ain’t beefin’ with no b-tches i ride better than
and if you say it’s beef then come and get this pressure, then
playin’ b-tches, i ain’t even wore my letterman
he play all day with you, with me, he don’t do none of that
and this wad of bucks i got make him cum back to back
i think the b-tch wanna be me
i think this hoe wanna f-ck
silly hoe try to outrap me
i leave her embarrasin’ stuff
if i’m not sharp where my n-gga is
i run a beef with my n-gga there
n-ggas want beef where my n-gga is
and my n-gga wanna be me
your flow is a little repetitive
the competition really weak
hoes try to copy the pen sk!ll
but you cannot master the flow
i’m still a lil [?]
seein’ b-tches get f-cked on the floor
if you a boss, why a n-gga broke?
[?] b-tches suck d-ck ’til they choke
stupid hoe, braggin’ my sh-t she don’t got
but we know you and you don’t gotta lie
[chorus]
you got fake beef with me ’cause i’m who b-tches wanna be
it’s a b-tch right now who want fight because she copy me
now that right there, now that’s some sh-t that i cannot believe
you held him down, he ain’t give you sh-t, now that i can’t believe
if you my n-gga, don’t pray to god
lil n-gga, you pray to me
all my n-ggas do what i say, just like a slave to me
i’m gettin’ bread, like so much money, i cannot believe my eyes
my ex b-tch made me so mad, i still pray that b-tch die

- bbyafricka

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