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letra de walkin on the stars - camoflaw

(chorus)
i can’t really f-ck with no fugazi sh-t
cause i know deep down you another basic b-tch
you wearin’ blue, but u not crippin’, wearin’ handkerchiefs
talkin’ tough now, you not really made for this
we gon’ get the european curtains in the whip
i’m walkin’ on the stars, i’m walkin’ right on hollywood
they want me put on death row, but i don’t f-ck with suge
see the blood all on my jeans like i’m robinhood

(verse 1)
aye, splish splash on that hoe
if i don’t ever text u back, u got the message, that’s fasho
you been h-lla distant lately, and so i don’t really know if it’s your mood or its yo ex that’s been takin’ off yo clothes
aye, aye
i know you been actin boujee up in hollywood b-tch
and you ain’t ever text me back because you sitting on d-cks
and lately, i been feeling drizzy like i’m drake from the 6
and we don’t f-ck with ratatouille b-tches, you is a snitch
you bought her onlyfans, but you know that i get it free
and i can’t ever pay n0body, she make you pay a fee
and my range is like a sniper, go from a to the z
but lately, you been h-lla worried bout the bs and the cs
i’m a don, i’m a big big don on the west
i’m the bomb, i been chasing big guap, so i’m set
in the studio, we got some latinas in the check
my homie really in the back of the booth, he gettin’ neck
yeah, why u mad? huh?
why you silly with the uzi on yo waist, huh
why you never hit my line, before the fam huh
you ain’t gon’ come back, no bro you is not the same now
(bridge)
aye, nah nah nah nah
aye, nah nah nah nah
yeah, nah nah nah nah
aye, nah nah nah nah

(verse 2)
yeah, i set the standards then stand on em
i got the bl!cky when i’m in the streets and so i ain’t afraid to just shoot at em
i heard that yo mans is fruity, he still getting nudies, so i’ll eat my vegetables
i’m upping the score, and you still stuck on one, i’m already on level two
i’m checking my mic
i’m plugging my cords, and turning it up, i see everything’s right
i’m addicted to getting the riches, my neck i see nothing but ice
these diamonds be dancing, they movin’ like jagger, i’m reppin’ the 5s
we stackin’, i’m loving the paper but it ain’t the color of sprite
los angeles purple and gold, but we not no kobe
i’ll get the chip and then i’ll get the trophy
they talkin’ fugazi like n0body know me
my shawty she gotta stay lowkey, i’m getting the greens like i’m loki
i’m thumbing through 40s

- camoflaw

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