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letra de mr.him - calboy

[intro]
aye aye it’s cal the wild
duh
aye aye hey!

[verse]
f-ck them better move out the way before you lose your head
better stand on them words you say if you end up dead you playin’ that bread n-gga
a bad b-tch done sucked me like love a nut make my head bigger
she know i’ma spend it, she know i’m that n-gga, she know i’m a bag getter
pop outside with plenty on me, hundred racks in backpacks
pull up in that bruce wayne, foreign tinted matte black
ask my dog what he been up to, he say tryna catch a act
n-ggas mention me and smokin’ i’m like okay that’s a bat
you can picture n-gga’s rollin’ ’til they f-ck round catch a flat
if i send you a bag of bones you know my dog he playin’ fetch
ran the streets i’ve been that n-gga and that’s regardless of this check
it’s the blood sweat and tears that put this flawless on my neck (aye)

[chorus]
these b-tches know i’m mister him hey nice to meet you baby
pocket full of blues but this ain’t off no features baby
still ball like nba and they watch from the bleachers baby
they wonderin’ where i’ve been i’m out of the wild i’m with the creatures
[verse]
better watch the way you move you f-ckin’ around get put on a t
trap money all i need got blood on the leaves got people to feed
so they don’t run out on feet it make sh-t bleed it make believe
ever told me you put in some words just know your secrets safe with me
then push it in the dirt, then push it in the clouds
my bother be sending the move the code name boo she wipe it down
ain’t tellin’ what a n-gga gon’ do i ain’t sendin’ no crew to wipe you out
and these industry n-ggas be fool i never really knew what the hype about

- calboy

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