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letra de yung pablo - coyote golightly

[verse 1]
born from the clover, eyes supernova
i learned to thrive in a world full of vultures
born for the coca, energy is solar
known to bring the rage like a young de la rocha
am i ride or die? b-tch, you know i’m bipolar
hate doing drugs and i hate being sober

came a long way from trapping out of the kroger
b-tches in my dms begging me to choke her
now we rolling in a pack
suv, whole squad in the back

sbr, full auto and a mac
benz g, tighten mean i’m on the attack
don’t you know that

[hook]
ville city bang till we all blow up
till i cop that murciélago
all this green got me feeling like a narco
i ain’t never going back to scannin’ barcodes

[verse 2]
i’m coming from the front, the back, the side
i’m so f-cking grateful just to be alive
took a little time off just to catch a vibe
i think it’s safe to say that it’s been a long ride
been traveling out of town, chillin’ out with the makos
burning up the cash, they gon’ pull up with them dracos
think them boys a military with that type of payload
only makes sense that i had to go and lay low

let’s get one thing straight, i don’t know n0body
if the feds come a knockin, i ain’t totin no iron
have the bros stack the racks at the banks in zurich
them charges ain’t sticking, dawg/doll, don’t you worry

[hook]
ville city bang till we all blow up
till i cop that murciélago
all this green got me feeling like a narco
i ain’t never going back to scannin’ barcodes

[verse 3]
auntie called me young pablo just the other day
never passing up the opportunity to make a play
rolling with the getty green, yayo, or the mescaline
might spend a rack on some ice or a pinky ring
though i ain’t fond of the chains or the finer things

i figure it’s about time i live like a king
call it dressing for the part, shine so bright
diamonds dancing in the dark
thick fur coat like my last name’s stark
all the baddest women in all of the fancy cars
having vivid visions of living amongst the stars
boarding private jets and not knowing where we are
and that’s on that

[hook]
ville city bang till we all blow up
till i cop that murciélago
all this green got me feeling like a narco
i ain’t never going back to scannin’ barcodes

ville city bang till we all blow up
till i cop that murciélago
all this green got me feeling like a narco
i ain’t never going back to scannin’ barcodes

- coyote golightly

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