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letra de snakes on a plane - crybaby cash

[verse]

f-ck a n-gga
he gone watch from the bleachers while a n-gga balling
beefed out with teachers i stayed in the office
let’s go back to the beepers i ain’t picking up calls
i know blue checks that’s eaters they gone share they jaws
i know family members that’s police but it’s still f-ck the laws
and my new b-tch bad trying to dig off in her walls
i wasn’t tripping about that one time i caught discharge in her drawls
i think i dogged out all my old hoes i had p-ssed all of them off

i be trying to find a play to catch she just talking about blogs
and why you don’t want speak in public you was just f-cking me raw
and why you lied and said you coming i could havе went to sleep or beat off
the fans don’t carе about no rap n-gga you n-ggas just be lost
this sh-t like sports to them the opps die they think they team lost
bro know wassam i gave him high five then let them things off
b-tch if you keep talking about your feelings you gone make my thing soft
i know this thick hoe that’s c-ckeyed i think her blink off
they had her onlyfans on reddit but they took the link off
soon as she said you gone hate me i know that the link off
i swerved front of this white lady and i got fl!cked off
check the details unsubscribe to the marketing in my email
hate a fake woke b-tch that don’t want be called female
if i go to this party i can bet that you won’t be there
exclusive you can’t get in, wock put me in feelings
dogs going to heaven but i just hope they leave they sh-t here
one thing about a b-tch n-gga they always around b-tches
one thing about a toxic b-tch she don’t be want listen
f-ck it talk sl!ck to her, i’m gone hand my d-ck to her
probably cuddle in the winter
give a f-ck about her birthday i ain’t never been a gift giver
i been knowing her for three years and i ain’t never take a pic with her
[chorus]
i don’t think i’m sane, i don’t play no games
if i go get a watch i won’t bust down i’ll keep it plain
i’m flyer than a plane, pounds up on the plane
she do a lot for fame, but don’t get entertained
why would you blow your first twenty bands all on johnny dang?
why would you talk down bad on me then smile all in my face?
if i fly out your thot it’s gone be snakes up on the plane
if i slide down your block it’s gone be names up on that grave, gang

- crybaby cash

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