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letra de no angels - coi leray

[intro]
(we got london on da track)

[chorus: coi leray]
that’s that stick, that stick, that mmm, that yeah
that know you keep it with me
that’s that l!ck, that l!ck, that l!ck right there
he gon’ hit from the back like he miss me
that’s that stick, that stick, that mmm, that yeah
that know you keep it with me
that’s that l!ck, that l!ck, that l!ck right there
he gon’ hit from the back like he miss me

[verse 1: coi leray]
still tryna find love for my dad, how the f-ck can i love a n-gga?
only thing i’ma chase is the d-mn liquor
know my brother my keeper like rae sremmurd
but my brodie be poppin’ these pills, i can all the pain that he feel, so it stay with ’em
it’s a hole in my heart and you can’t fix it
now i wish ain’t miss all them d-mn visits
b-tch, that’s why i keep my distance (yeah)
my neck wеt, b-tch, let’s go fishin’
can’t f-ck with these brokе hoes, bad decision
atlanta hoes scream out, “that’s no kizzy”
i fly all the shooters out from my city
all of my shooters got one ways (one ways)
b-tch, i belong long the runway
you gonna do what the gun say
free all the k!ller except all the rats (rats)
i only speak on the facts
he want to f-ck and then get in his feelings (his feelings)
i like my n-ggas attached
all of my bundles they came in from paris (from paris)
i got london on da track (yeah)
went number one on these b-tches (b-tches)
but we ain’t gon’ talk ’bout the stats
[chorus: coi leray]
that’s that stick, that stick, that mmm, that yeah
that know you keep it with me
that’s that l!ck, that l!ck, that l!ck right there
he gon’ hit from the back like he miss me
that’s that stick, that stick, that mmm, that yeah
that know you keep it with me
that’s that l!ck, that l!ck, that l!ck right there
he gon’ hit from the back like he miss me

[verse 2: lola brooke]
we catch l!cks, l!cks
spend them bands, ’cause they ain’t never gon’ come get me
don’t catch b-tch fits, ’cause i got mans, gon’ make sure that clip empty
i’m gon’ do and try, legacy can’t die, i’ma run it up like i’m 50
goin’ through traffic, the streets is too busy
you know my body, i’m from new york city
watch who you break bread for the cheddar
they never backdown, ’cause they live in the cellar
was built off the muscle that came in my era
don’t live in my feelings, these b-tches could never
i need my hitters on payroll forever
leavin’ these n-ggas, a b-tch could do better
lola on go, biny totin’ barrettas
d-mn, big gator, that b-tch too clever
[chorus: coi leray]
that’s that stick, that stick, that mmm, that yeah
that know you keep it with me
that’s that l!ck, that l!ck, that l!ck right there
he gon’ hit from the back like he miss me
that’s that stick, that stick, that mmm, that yeah
that know you keep it with me
that’s that l!ck, that l!ck, that l!ck right there
he gon’ hit from the back like he miss me

- coi leray

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