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letra de pyro - charlie wayy

yonathan !

they pray to saints and ask for blessings
i call my saint, he mixed it. send me all his blessings
give me your attention, just hold your suggestions
can’t look for answers from n—-s who live in question
living la vida loca or they living single
i could give a f–k, i’m focused on the pringles
ugh
making major moves, they busy playing bo jangles
i drop, my s–t hot, they busy chasing singles
bout my cheddar cheese, ain’t talking no craft singles
ain’t my n—a, n—a please. i ain’t bout to bring you
if you ain’t ksantos, i can not ring you
b-tches play me close, hoping that they could catch a dose
they wanna roll, heard we bubbling like too soap
the game to be told but it should be sold
heard they simpin, had to put a price up on my stroll
plenty chatter when you bump into a n—a cold
was raised to be a gangsta, you raised to troll
question my physique not my pockets, they deebo swole
s–t your lady middle sweet, i’m talking cinna rolls
boy your whole image soft, i’m talking dinner rolls
how my life gon be cr-p, sh-t look how i roll
it ain’t a joke if rick roll, then i’m rolling stone
rich on every record, wayy produced by a rolling stone
i can’t kid with n—-s, boy look how i’ve grown
this shumpert in the garden
n—a hold my phone

- charlie wayy

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