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letra de 4pm inna yams - crybaby cash

i’m in miami, you probably could hear the motherf-ckin’ water splashing in the background

i know a n-gga with some bodies, know he going to h-ll
i know a b-tch that did her body, still don’t love herself
you gotta hit me on the cash app, i can’t do zelle
remember my momma gave me welps, hitting me with the belt
shawty trying come for my wealth, hitting below the belt
n-ggas ain’t know i’m moving stealth, i ain’t seen i’m felt
woah, b-tch, don’t try to tell me bout myself, that sh-t ain’t gon’ help

come on, yeah, you ain’t real, you counterfeit
money watch it piling it, tonka truck i’m driving it
whip that b-tch obnoxious, i was tell-
ok i was trying to tell her she toxic, she ain’t wanna believe me
put her on her knees, now she saying that she need me
i was in the bnb, tryna watch netflix on tv
she ain’t wanna be with me, i told her you gon’ see it
b-tch, i feel like michael, told baby girl to beat it
she want f-ckin’ write me, i ain’t really with that tweeting
close friends in the ig, she actin’ like a demon
shawty said she like me, she ain’t bout suckin’ that s-m-n
i was on that freak sh-t, i was riding around vet dawg
top down in that b-tch, i got your b-tch gettin’ wet dawg
i might rent a maybach, watch that b-tch bounce like frog
i ain’t really understand why n-gga stopped trapping and start doing fraud
i was tryna make memory why she say, turn the camera off
b-tch don’t understand why i be maxin’, i be goin’ hard
i don’t really be bout talking bout action, yeah, i’m goin’ off
i’ma turn that lame n-gga to a fraction if he wanna talk
i got all this za up in this blunt i ain’t gon’ pass it off
live just like my paw, i see the same things that my daddy saw
d-ck all in her jaw, took the condom off now i’m goin’ raw
life go up and down like a rollercoaster or see-saw
dude just got veneers like f-ck it we might punch his t–th out
she was actin’ queer, she tryna f-ck another freak hoe
i know a n-gga with some bodies, know he going to h-ll
i know a b-tch that did her body, still don’t love herself
you gotta hit me on the cash app, i can’t do zelle
remember my momma gave me welps, hitting me with the belt
shawty trying come for my wealth, hitting below the belt
n-ggas ain’t know i’m moving stealth, i ain’t seen i’m felt
woah, b-tch, don’t try to tell me bout myself, that sh-t ain’t gon’ help

- crybaby cash

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