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letra de call of the kings - ck sula

[verse 1: ck sula & stona000]
(slatt) i look at the stacks on the table, you know that i’m counting my racks
i’m running the game and you know that i’m king, boy, you know that’s a fact (yeah yeah yeah)
it ain’t a question, only perplexion when i pull up with the slatt
the shawty be crazy, look at her hair and that’s where she hiding her crack
you’re not my brethren you’re not my best friend, no, it was never like that (never like that)
my jewelry cost a arm and a leg because i keep chasing the sack
i wear black cos it match my complexion, now, i could never look back
i took thе girl that you’re texting, if you’re offеnded my bad (my bad)

[verse 2: ck sula & stona000]
look at the cash flow, that sh-t just be looking unnatural
we slide on your block with the drake, d-mn, let’s see if you wanna act macho (wait yeah)
ogs give you a treat (huh)
you know we back on the street (huh)
brothers they act like a fleet (yeah)
look at my drip, it’s on fleek (huh)
i know i crashed the whip
foot stuck on the gas, we finna uh
sipping the purple drink
mix purp with the sprite, man, we go uh
ice finna make you blink
iced out on my neck man, on my wrist
got a new cuban link
iced out on my neck, man, on my wrist
[verse 3: stona000]
(huh)
sh-t getting sticky (sh-t getting sticky, sh-t getting sticky)
too many dilemmas, like a game of twister
he keep begging for clout, he a shameless n-gga
he keep moving too wild imma tame the n-gga
she just be getting her back blown out
cause that n-gga has no backbone
i just run to the cheese ain’t no lactose
from the mud, like i’m playing for santos
from the ends of the town, like i’m andros
nowadays i can never get sleep
cause i just work every day of the week
and i get mad when i’m breaking the street

[verse 4: ck sula]
catching a packet of z’s
man, we gon’ put the little brodie to sleep
put on a mask in the mid of the night
and you know that we spinning the block on the g
man, i’m stirring alfredos
move in and out of the girl like a cable
talking about me like i am a fable
brodie pull up to the school with a draco
you know that we catching you n-ggas like pop
(yeah)

[verse 5: stona000 & ck sula]
you’re not my brethren you’re not my best friend, no, it was never like that
my jewelry cost a arm and a leg because i keep chasing the sack
i wear black cos it match my complexion, now, i could never look back
i took the girl that you’re texting, if you’re offended my bad
i look at the stacks on the table you know that i’m counting my racks
i’m running the game and you know that i’m king, boy, you know that’s a fact
ogs, ogs give you a treat (huh)
you know we back on the street (huh)
b-brothers, they act like a fleet (yeah)
look at my drip, it’s on fleek (huh)

[outro: ck sula]
foot stuck on the gas, we finna uh (wait what)
mix purp with the sprite, man, we go uh
iced out on my neck man, on my wrist (wait what)
iced out on my neck, man, on my wrist

- ck sula

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