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letra de narco - chris webby

[verse 1: chris webby]
all the money that i bring in
all the moves that i make
all the bells that i’m ringing
sh-t don’t ever sink in
living life on the edge with the bread of a cartel kingpin
now it’s asset, coppin’ and stock options
from dead broke with a scheme plottin’
now i’m the plug like ree thompson
that rap crackin’, them fiends watchin’ so
ándale, ándale
get out of my f-cking way
just listen to what i say (what i say)
too dirty, describe a way
and that kid taking off like it’s f-cking columbus day, oh
let ’em all know
that microphone k!ller, that’s a cardio
figure out all of this sh-t as i go
and then throw on deuces, so b-tch adiós

[pre-chorus: chris webby]
i’ve been feeling like a narco, narco
and i really been a hard bro, y’all know
sure do make a man hardcore, fargo
but now i’m on the beach with a bad little margot robbie
watch me, i be slidin’
moving on nap, toss, score, they behind me
future so bright, it could f-ck-up, run and blind me
you don’t wanna try me
[chorus: chris webby]
i’ve been feeling like a narco (narco)
all this money that i blow (blow)
living like there’s no tomorrow, yeah
but this sh-t is all i know (know)
yeah, i’m feeling like a narco
keep my business on the low
been a hustle on this long road, yeah
but this sh-t is all i know (it’s all i know, narco)

[verse 2: millyz]
hop out of the v
would you rather the guts, i’ve feeling like pablo (awesome)
and half of they hoes in the grotto, it’s nothing
you think it’s a brothel, i got ’em f-cking (yeah)
my mind is disgusting, my diamonds is crumplin’
i’m tony montana when i get the dump
stay out my circumference, my pocket’s slump
sn-tch all up on ’em like somebody punch
i built it from nothing
where was you at? i was down at my lowest
a world full of concrete and i had to grow with it
paid to connect now i don’t leave it on
i’m lit like a candle and she wanna blow it
cake in her face like a birthday
i told her, “feliz cumpleaños”
i fall like i’m random, i’m trappin’ for annual
hunnid been stashed in a wall in the baño
i’ve been feelin’ like alejandro
in this concrete jungle like the congo
and my shooter got a drum not a bongo
and my side b-tch stashed it in a condo
tricks to believe, they didn’t believe
my wrist is a freeze, mine is fifty degrees
life is a b-tch and this b-tch on her knees
i don’t need the drugs, they addicted to me
[chorus: chris webby]
i’ve been feeling like a narco (i’ve been feeling like a narco)
all this money that i blow (all this money that i blow)
living like there’s no tomorrow, yeah (living like there’s no tomorrow)
but this sh-t is all i know (but this sh-t is all i know)
yeah, i’m feeling like a narco
keep my business on the low
been a hustle on this long road, yeah
but this sh-t is all i know

[post-chorus: chris webby]
i’ve been feeling like a narco
yeah, i’ve been feeling like a narco
i’ve been feeling like a narco
yeah, i’ve been feeling like a
i’ve been feeling like a
narco

- chris webby

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