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letra de 18k - bridga

[intro]
(oh, oh)
(yeah, yeah, oh my god)
(oh, oh)
(oh, oh)
(who the f-ck is tb stacka?)
(let’s go, let’s go)

[chorus: bridga]
how am i spending like 18k?
i’m just tryna drip or drown
these yutes are bums
they talk on the net
they’re a bunch of clowns
try ying and carve him out
i’m just tryna leave a frown
me and tb we ride
just wanna x them out

[verse 1: tb stacka, bridga & sykosvn]
like margs, one hand in the air like nae-nae
get man down and he’s screaming “ouch”
huh, i ain’t get booked for no shows
but catch me in south, i’m rolling loud
what?
what the f-ck are you talking about?
aye, huh
what you talking about?
on the block, man’s walking about
why you tryna dash like sonic?
swear down, i ain’t even make a sound
you know my ting, top 2 in the scene
if you like then, gimme my bombacrown
[verse 2: bridga & tb stacka]
gimme my crown like david
back out my 22 inch
pull that out and get to the shaving
don’t know why the boy’s still hating
i’m uptown in suttin’ sporty
catch me and bro, we’re racing
she said she a yardie, cool
how many kids we ja-making?

[verse 3: sykosvn, tb stacka & bridga]
nut in her eyes so the b-tch can’t see men
feeling like 6, i’m a se demon
i’m a lil nerd, two ways i be geekin’
f-cked on your b-tch and that sh-t had you tweakin’
geeking, i’m on a whole ‘nother level
talking bout several cars, i’m speeding
“i’m just a girl”
b-tch, stop speaking

[verse 4: sykosvn]
(imagine you say “i’m gonna focus on music”)
(and then the music that you release is actually cr-p)
big svn in the building, you know what it is
mellissak
f-ck all mellissa’s everyday (mellissak)
yo
thirteen, bought myself a moncler
f-cked his b-tch and i-
thirteen, bought myself a moncler
f-cked his b-tch and i- (b-tch, b-tch) like
f-cked his b-tch, get him p-ssed, no claire’s
stay with the stick, no drums or snares
climbing up ranks, lil bro, f-ck stairs
migraine sk-nk while your b-tch give head
caught that n-gga, we sent him to bed
f-ck a hb pencil, fill him with led
hop out the ride, we gon’ fill him with corn
anglo saxon, she gripping my sword
king like kweng, you must be the p-wn
(king like kweng, you must be the p-wn)
like
[chorus: bridga]
how am i spending like 18k?
i’m just tryna drip or drown
these yutes are bums
they talk on the net
they’re a bunch of clowns
try ying and carve him out
i’m just tryna leave a frown
me and tb we ride
just wanna x them out

- bridga

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