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letra de gta flow - cm youngin'

aye

haha, i am not playing

(i’m on that)

cannot save her, thot breaker
get yo’ b-tch for von take her
got dropped, left ’em shaking
but i ain’t have to use a taser
bet i come with the heat, poppin’ smoke like a vapor
and these n-ggas be loose, go and get you some paper
that b-tch p-ssy got miles — she was easy, he ate her
b-tch i run through yo’ town like the mf mayor
give a f-ck ’bout a neighbor, give a f-ck ’bout a hater
it’s still me who leave ’em behind like a layer

in front of a you
i turn into mike and i beat up the booth
them punches be hitting, i thought that you knew
all that telling and talking, but that sh-t ain’t true
i get high back to back, i might od like rue

like how i’m the life of the party but don’t even party?
still pull up but tardy
luck good like i’m charlie
and apologize for what when you n-ggas is sorry?
beat the box ’till it’s red, not the ones that’s on cardi
gta type missions, put ya’ plans up
f-ck the sl-t, get my nut then pull my pants up
thes n-ggas too dry with dandruff
you two faced while i’m too f-cking handsome
cool guy ’till you touch me — you a dead one
i can’t deal
ain’t sign no deal, but can land one
ball out — shooting shots, that’s an and1
smoke hitting hard, give a b-tch n-gga cancer

run in yo’ spot but like mine it get hot
heading to the hills but i stay on the block
and no we ain’t acting like something we not
stop spamming my page on the net like a bot
shoot ’em up like he jimmy, we drac ’em like josh
name chris, i’ma ball like my last name bosh
the next n-gga diss, he won’t get no response
know you wish you was with me so get off my jock and go play with my top

i’m not yo’ lover
i’m not yo’ brother
i’m not that n-gga, lil’ b-tch i’m that other
line ’em up like the army men; better take cover
and i know why she mad, her bd undercover (haaa)
i’m not yo’ lover
i’m not yo’ brother
i’m not that n-gga, lil’ b-tch i’m that other
touch me then you f-cked like i’m using a rubber
that choppa’ made it rain, on the gang it brung thunder
taking n-ggas under
i’m cold — need a cover (brr, brr)
b-tches be f-cking and calling ’em brother
but when i f-ck, have you tryna recover
what that n-gga won’t do, willpower from another
baby gone drown when i tell you go down
i got you walking ’round thinking you southern
did alot of sh-t to live life, word to thugger (free thug)
put sh-t in its’ place, put that on yo’ mother

f-ck, haaa

you know what the f-ck going on with me (h-llo?) that way (aye, aye)

and stay in yo’ place before you get put in yo’ place (ain’t no other way)

(no cap) word to von, i always worry ’bout myself (haa, yeah)

- cm youngin

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