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letra de 5260 - chasesynx

[verse 1: yeat]
ba—, huh, ba-ba, bags
all i think about is f-cking bags (all these racks)
all i think about is f-cking bands (yeah, money)
all i think about is f-cking bands (yeah)
b-tch pull up and suck me out my pants (aye, woah, aye)
my best friend is dead presidents (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i just bought the cayenne and it came another tint (skrrt)
heard the wock is in the jolly, b-tch, i’m sippin’ on some tris (sippin’ on wock still)
what you said, yeah, ’bout the benjamins? (what?)
what you said, yeah, i got a temperament (huh)
what you said, yeah, lil shawty suck like peppermints (what, hold on)
what you said, yeah, you come talkin’ bout some evidence (what, what, what)

[chorus: yeat]
i just turned a five to a si-i-ixty
i just told you all what it is-is-is-is (yeah, what it is)
my b-tch just said i got stupid as sh-t
it’s the percs, bae (what?), it is what it is (go, go)

[verse 2: chasesynx]
uh, i just turned a five to a sixt-y-y-y
i done told you all what it is-is-is-is
i just hop out, in the cullinan, like yeah
if you pull up, get you dead, one more time, yeah ah
got a hundred milly, to two milly, to three milly, yeah
correct me if im wrong, but your b look familiar
made 100k in a hundred seconds, what you do in that time?
can’t believe they copying the wave, they tryna jack my sound
it’s the percs, baby
it ain’t worth it baby
it’s a big milly lamb truck, right here baby
i just walk out in style, they tryna jack my style
i just walk right in the cullinan, the foor door, wow
they know me, but i don’t know them, ah (bands, bags, yeah)
[bridge: chasesynx]
(bands, bags, yeah)
(bands, bags, yeah)
(bands, bags, yeah)
(bands, bags, yeah)
(bands, bags, yeah)
(bands, bags, yeah)

[verse 3: yeat]
ba—, huh, ba-ba, bags
all i think about is f-cking bags (all these racks)
all i think about is f-cking bands (yeah, money)
all i think about is f-cking bands (yeah)
b-tch pull up and suck me out my pants (aye, woah, aye)
my best friend is dead presidents (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i just bought the cayenne and it came another tint (skrrt)
heard the wock is in the jolly, b-tch, i’m sippin’ on some tris (sippin’ on wock still)
what you said, yeah, ’bout the benjamins? (what?)
what you said, yeah, i got a temperament (huh)
what you said, yeah, lil shawty suck like peppermints (what, hold on)
what you said, yeah, you come talkin’ bout some evidence (what, what, what)

- chasesynx

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