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letra de tokyo driftn’ - br0k3n de1uxe

[intro]

f-ck you, br0k3n!

aye, cause i’m tokyo driftin’
aye, cause i’m tokyo driftin’
ha ha ha
aye, yuh, aye

[chorus]
cause b-tch i’m tokyo driftin’ and yeah i’m
getting these b-tches
boy just get outta my face, before i put you in a body case
yeah, that’s a casket, all these stupid b-tches, they so rachet
asking, for this mac eleven to start blasting
cause b-tch they acting, like they ain’t got no bread but b-tch you laughing
you lying to me, all my homies, yeah they f-cking flying to me
they want features yea they buying from me
rappers dying to me
imma make my bread then imma talk to n-ggas signing to me
cause b-tch i’m tokyo driftin’ and yeah i’m
getting these b-tches
boy just get outta my face, before i put you in a body case
yeah, that’s a casket, all these stupid b-tches, they so rachet
asking, for this mac eleven to start blasting
cause b-tch they acting, like they ain’t got no bread but b-tch you laughing
you lying to me, all my homies, yeah they f-cking flying to me
they want features yea they buying from me
rappers dying to me
imma make my bread then imma talk to n-ggas signing to me

[verse]

get ‘em off the map
i got h-lla fans, b-tch, i don’t gotta cap
i be counting ones and twos, and that’s not just cause i rap
i got yo b-tch, i got yo hoe, and that b-tch sitting on my lap
i be feeling tired, but i got no time for a nap
she calling my phone, she text too
she be on my phone like “come through”
i’m telling that b-tch like “f-ck you!”
wei shen, dodging you like kung fu
he don’t got ten in his hand
he don’t even got ten on the gram
you talk down, feel like you a fan
i might stack some bread, fly out to j-pan (aye)
[chorus]

cause b-tch i’m tokyo driftin’ and yeah i’m
getting these b-tches
boy just get outta my face, before i put you in a body case
yeah, that’s a casket, all these stupid b-tches, they so rachet
asking, for this mac eleven to start blasting
cause b-tch they acting, like they ain’t got no bread but b-tch you laughing
you lying to me, all my homies, yeah they f-cking flying to me
they want features yea they buying from me
rappers dying to me
imma make my bread then imma talk to n-ggas signing to me
cause b-tch i’m tokyo driftin’ and yeah i’m
getting these b-tches
boy just get outta my face, before i put you in a body case
yeah, that’s a casket, all these stupid b-tches, they so rachet
asking, for this mac eleven to start blasting
cause b-tch they acting, like they ain’t got no bread but b-tch you laughing
you lying to me, all my homies, yeah they f-cking flying to me
they want features yea they buying from me
rappers dying to me
imma make my bread then imma talk to n-ggas signing to me

- br0k3n de1uxe

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