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letra de ​lastminute - cldsummer

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[chorus: cld]
you going down, and i’m up
stacking guap, got a ton
none of this sh-t is a race
but if it was, then i won
and they tryna catch up
but they can’t catch us
tryna be like me so bad
get off your ass and make some bucks
they can’t do it like i do
two bands on my shoes
find out where he stay
then we put him on the news
feel like paris on his story
way i’m stacking up these blues
and you can see it on my face
i’ve never been the type to lose
[verse 1: akkiro]
b-tch we up, and you know that we gon talk about it
’cause he goin down, and that p-ssy boy is not about it
b-tch we in the back, yeah i’m smoking pressure
i’m with c-l-d, and you know we do it better
we gon make that p-ssy run, where you goin to?
b-tch you know that we catch up, so what you gonna do?
i’m the bad guy, b-tch you know we goin on a hunt
yellow tape around his body so you know that we next up

[verse 2: deepinparis & cld]
and you get no plays, why you talkin down?
i don’t wanna hear another word come out your mouth
so why and stop it now?
it’s always what’s and hows
if that p-ssy wanna talk then we gon shut him out
and this sh-t is way too hard, i can’t withstand it
me and your b-tch made a movie, i’m not talkin lethal weapon
left his body on the floor, i’m doin damage
stick on me, send that boy to god, send him to heaven

[verse 3: crusey]
red dot up on his face and watch him cry
put a bullet in his chest and watch him die
i don’t know anymore, b-tch i’m givin up
b-tch you outta luck, body in the f-ckin truck
i’m a reject
get no respect
you done f-cked up
i don’t need it
[verse 4: c4pri & 1crusafix]
i don’t give a f-ck bout that b-tch
hear that p-ssy talk, leave him in a motherf-ckin ditch
i’m with cld, you know that we countin up, gettin rich
i don’t trust no one, cause i know that they gon switch up (stop, stop)
yeah, f-ck crusafix, aye (what?)
i don’t really like her, she a stupid b-tch (f-ck you)
that boy talkin down, leave him with some stitches
that boy is not with us, he gon get deleted

[chorus: cld]
you going down, and i’m up
stacking guap, got a ton
none of this sh-t is a race
but if it was, then i won
and they tryna catch up
but they can’t catch us
tryna be like me so bad
get off your ass and make some bucks
they can’t do it like i do
two bands on my shoes
find out where he stay
then we put him on the news
feel like paris on his story
way i’m stacking up these blues
and you can see it on my face
i’ve never been the type to lose

- cldsummer

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