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letra de deja vu - casper tng

intro | casper tng
fresh out the trap and sh-t
keep my flame, flame it up on you
i got diamonds in my chain

verse | casper tng
trap house all alone all again deja vu
stacking change, tryna make a change and it’s true
stuck up in the game i keep my flame, flame it up on you
i got diamonds in my chain, it blow your brain, it change on you
i had no change, i ask for help and you turned me away
i went to jail you ain’t send me no change
it was me chilling at home you would stay
me and k money gon’ spin in the day
i ain’t never work for minimum wage
in the trap, in the field make plays
i won’t lie, i was stuck in my ways
still a k!ller, n-gga, still don’t play
no pills, i’m sober today
can’t lie still pour up an eight
if she bad we can go on a date
i get money, it ain’t nothing to say
she just want me chain swinging in her face
when i hit it from the front, okay
and she swallow my nut, okay
she a lil’ freak, lil’ sl-t, okay
none of the competition now at my pace
need a presidental rollie, plain jane
f-ck the south, i ain’t talking the lane
f-ck the south, i ain’t talking detention
f-ck the south, i ain’t talking connections
f-ck the south, too hot i won’t mention
high as h-ll, ’cause we smoking your bredrin
headshot, how the f-ck he forgetting?
well i guess his brain gone i get it
he a veggie like a patch of lettuce
he a rat, i’m just glad i said it
if it’s beef i ain’t tryna dead it
and your word no good, no credit
you off better getting a debit
you off better smoking some fetty
you off better making spaghetti
f-cked your wife, it ain’t normal confetti
she just like me ’cause i’m way too trenchy
how much k!llers do i know? plenty
driving one but the clip get empty
long live p and you know it got deadly
i was in the p, they dreaming of bentleys
ten years later, pull up in bentleys
everything that i’m wearing extensive
guns for the beef got a lot extensive
baddie in the street get chalked like stencils
i’m at the pot with a lot utensils
n-ggas in the dot get shot ’cause they special
n-ggas in the dot too gawt in the mental
how the f-ck didn’t get shot by the temple?
remember i was sliding on your block with a rental
now i put nine in the pot tryna stretch ’em
n-ggas walking the block with extendos
i don’t want none of your gifts if it ain’t those (nah)
beat the p-ssy up i ain’t gentle
sh-t get hot and boil like kettles
[?] like pebbles
[?] like i’m rebel
crazy how i made a hunnid in the ghetto

- casper tng

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