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letra de autotune - brumal saito

[chorus]
that boy talking everyday because he don’t live it (becker!) (no)
and if i go outside, know i brought second amendment
teen bean off the x (bum bum bum)
just me, f-ck the rest
by the time you make a rack (boom boom boom), you be on yo’ deathbed

[verse 1]
(i) i do what i want because i made it
(he) he do what he want? nah, stop talking crazy
that za za talk got you talking (you)
and i swear you missed (swear)

i know that boy on tris
so why don’t it mix? (why?)
i don’t worry, i don’t stress, but you do so why you make less? (for real?)
every time i make a rack, i’m off for the next head (oh)
hating on me for autotune, but i forgot who said that (ooh)

[chorus]
that boy talking everyday because he don’t live it (woah)
and if i go outside, know i brought second amendment (second)
teen bean off the x (duh)
just me, f-ck the rest (duh)
by the time you make a rack (dun dun dun), you be on yo’ deathbed
[verse 2]
we on foot, no one wanna shoot (shh)
hop in the whip (whip), everyone they tryna shoot (louder)
shooters in the whip, ain’t no driver, now we done screwed, foo’ (ah)

yeah i rap with autotune (t-), but, b-tch, you rapping out of tune (t-)
i’ma strap up all my goons, ‘til you stacking up all ya loot (goons)
catch him lacking with yo’ mama, ain’t no “time out,” i don’t never lose (beyblade)

[bridge]
i don’t ever lose (lose)
wrist look like a pool
walked in with a tool (tool)
i don’t even need no cutter, b-tch, i’m out that gutter (ah)

[hook]
teen bean off the x
just me, f-ck the rest
by the time you make a rack, you be on yo’ deathbed

[bridge]
this sh-t just disappointing (it is)
this sh-t just annoying (it really is)
walk- walk up in that store, i shoot it up, i don’t do no loiter (i do not)

[verse 3]
ba- ba- back in the day, me and ebk would shoot you just for snoring, (k on, me)
act- act out in any way (any way), that we don’t prey, i swear to god they snoring
yeah we know that we the best, that i’m the best at cardiac arrest
that boy sad as f-ck, he got shot in his chest, ‘cause he not it (ah, ah, ah)
and every time that i’m outside, know every time i got left (left)
and if he got left (left), then i got up (up), he got shot in his sh-t (eh)

that boy sad as f-ck, he ain’t get no racks (womp, womp, womp)
can’t talk down on me, ‘cause i don’t lack (ha ha ha)
he tried dissing me, now he got hit (b-tch), ‘cause i got that strap (bop)
and if you think that you something and then you pull up – getting tapped (tap tap tap)

[chorus]
that boy talking everyday because he don’t live it
and if i go outside, know i brought second amendment (becker!)

[outro]
teen bean off the x
just me, f-ck the rest
by the time you make a rack, you be on yo’ deathbed

- brumal saito

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