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letra de can’t relax - crybaby cash

turn me up, baby turn me up
baby turn me up, baby turn me up

[hook]
turn me up, you know i’m trying to flash
ain’t trying to dance up in the club
he trying to get some get back he finally had enough
ok i don’t want go tit-for-tat i bet i probably call your bluff
c’mon, yeah yeah c’mon
trying to get a bag in, ain’t nothing left to say
i don’t listen to the pastor, he just want get paid
it ain’t no way i could relax, yeah, she know
her boyfriend ain’t got no money he ain’t got no racks
[verse]
then i double back, i’m scrolling through my phone
trying to hit my hoes up from the past
don’t play tag on my phone i ain’t trying to call you tit-for-tat
i told her put my name on a f-cking tat
say b-tch i really put my name up on this sh-t built it from scratch
b-tch don’t walk up in my trap if you ain’t trying to cop a batch
i thought she was gone fall asleep on me my tirе had caught a flat
she ain’t even takе off her heels i’m already hitting her from the back
i know a n-gga say he a boss but he gone crash behind a rack
big escalade they put a h-llcat engine up in a ‘lac
i was trying to tell shawty get out my mentions and come here
every time i pull up on the scene them n-ggas walk in fear
i’m stepping out ooh, bookoo clean ain’t no designer on me
shawty getting mad i ain’t f-cking with her better find the homie
sometimes i want be little spoon bae is you trying to hold me
slim thick on instagram but shawty kind of bony
i f-ck with shawty ’cause she like me without diamonds on me

[hook 2]
turn me up, you know i’m trying to flash
ain’t trying to dance up in the club
he trying to get some get back he finally had enough
ok i don’t want go tit-for-tat i bet i probably call your bluff
c’mon, yeah yeah c’mon
trying to get a bag in, ain’t nothing left to say
i don’t listen to the pastor, he just want get paid
it ain’t no way i could relax, yeah, she know
her boyfriend ain’t got no money he ain’t got no racks
[verse 2]
we don’t go to the bedroom we f-ck on the couch
already know i’m having as f-ck i don’t even check my account
her nails too long i gave her the gas i can’t even break it down
n-ggas talk down and smile when they come around
i already know that she slime she on that type of time
city too hot i got a townhouse outside the town
charged twelve hundred for this pack and all the buds was brown
she want a birthday dinner she just turned twenty fine
doze off in the car i’m swerving your boyfriend pockets hurting
b-tch i’m up but i still use thumbtacks for the curtains
he being messy in saycheese comments what’s the purpose?
b-tch it don’t mean i’m trying to f-ck on you just cause i’m flirting
i could be clean as the f-ck i’m still gone do her dirty
she tried to give me cat as a gift again that p-ssy worthless
supposedly they k!lled your twin n-gga i know you hurting
requested shawty bring her friend i’m with my twin that’s perfect

[hook 3]
turn me up, you know i’m trying to dance
ain’t trying to flash up in the club
he trying to get some get back he finally had enough
ok i don’t want go tit-for-tat i bet i probably call your bluff
c’mon, yeah yeah c’mon
trying to get a bag in, ain’t nothing left to say
i don’t listen to the pastor, he just want get paid
it ain’t no way i can relax, yeah, she know
her boyfriend ain’t got no money he ain’t got no racks

- crybaby cash

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