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letra de dialed in - concrete boys, draft day & camo

[verse 1: camo!]
huh, beating up that kitty, sosa did it got her wet like rain
i touch down i light a pane, i don’t gotta top it, i don’t need to explain
pull up, had a block beatin’, thots creepin
mr. do it all, i might slit one for, when get tough i know who to call (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: draft day]
yeah, pfft, brand new patek, she suck on my wet she my wet (brr, okay)
[?]
guess i’m a walking star, i’m a poet (yuh)
spend twenty-kay cash on a bet, yup
i’m grippin’ the sawed-off shawty with both of my hands, like i’m ambidex
pew, aiming it right at your chest

[verse 3: camo!]
know you can’t get a call-back to text
pushing that sh-t now we next, huh
i’m on them motherf-cking necks, huh
[?] on my mind, might need ‘n go collect, yeah
p-ssy you heard what he said? yеah
geeking it, rolling on meds (yeah)
i brought that b-tch back to the bеd (on god)
i’m closing the door and she open her legs

[verse 4: draft day]
huh, i got her bestie with me, i didn’t want to f-ck i jus’ got the head
huh, rich forreal, i made me a fifty before i had rolled out the bed (on god)
crete strong boys we been making noise, you know we gon’ get to this bread (crete)
huh, motion gang, shawty, we really too litty these n-ggas be p-ssy they scared (brr)
i f-cked a lil shawty, i built up her body, now she wanna see the kid win (flash)
my dawg tote the glock he ain’t boxing, the only thing he finna punch is a band, huh
[verse 5: camo!]
the twin put a box on a fn, he play with them birds like a pelican (switch, fllt)
big ass thumbs and that skeleton (fllt)
[?] style place with a suit on, b-tch, i’m tied in (k!ll, k!ll, k!ll)
you know in your heart we got it on lock, b-tch, we dialed in (ha)
sh-t, them members just walked in (sh-t)

[verse 6: draft day]
all of my brothers is locked in (yeah)
my new car came with some options (few)
i’m in houston with a b-tch from boston
buy me a cuban link just to put rocks in

[verse 7: camo!]
don’t get lost in that motherf-cking sauce then
i done hit a sp-ce cadet on pluto and i see the future
and shining i told her to cut up my motherf-cking wrist (ew)

[outro: camo]
ha, yuh, huh
it’s us

- concrete boys draft day camo

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