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letra de fuck slae - daemoney

[intro]
([?]clay, boy, you ballin’, n-gga)
yeah, yeah
(get off, june)

[verse 1]
by myself like tom hanks, but it’s syrup off the coconut
f-cked the b-tch she hate the most, now a n-gga over hurt
always win like i’m tom brady, critics overshook
top of the city, in every city, they can’t overlook me
yeah, that’s that new bag
that godson sh-t, you feel me?
hm, ayy, ayy
you weren’t tryna get rich, then you gotta move around
millionaires, real n-ggas, yeah, that’s who i grew around
never had to prove a thing, was raised on them proven grounds
i still cry for tee, i need you, he’s spooked, n-ggas clowns
denim tеars the sweats on me, got ‘еm just to sub the check
countin’ all this money up, tryna figure out what’s next
f-ck love, i can’t lie, man, i need the percocet
first class’ll get the bag, but i’m thinkin’ ’bout a jet
quick to take a chance like jeff hardy
slam a sl-t, my house quickly turned into a party
my thoughts get dark, so i end up pourin’ dark
n-ggas through, but, sh-t, i’m high as the moon, still the smart one
make a f-ck n-gga jump over the bridge, this ain’t parkour
i had to ask myself one day, “what you got a heart for?”
nah, for real, though
i had to ask myself one day, “what the f-ck you got a heart for?”
[interlude]
let it ride a lil’ bit
yeah
this is my [?] goin’ on right now

[verse 2]
runnin’ up that check, n-gga, that’s what fill me up
broke a half, then broke a hustle, say she feel it in her guts
i only fell in love once, that’s how i know these b-tches sl-ts
n-ggas wanna play slime, n-gga, i’m the biggest one
my n-gga keep sayin’ that he been itchin’ for one
i learned to say no, man, that sh-t slippin’ me up
i cut out all the cap, man, that sh-t trippin’ me up
i’m gettin’ older, gettin’ smarter, but i still don’t give a f-ck
yeah, the cup’s still dirty, the cargos hold thirty
i’m sleepin’ in late ’cause i be gettin’ wires early
takin’ shots from deuce since eighth grade, b-tch, i’m curry
been in that lab, ain’t seen the fam’, they d-mn near gettin’ worried

[chorus]
yeah, they screamin’, “f-ck slae”, you still finished, “f-ck face”
f-ck with me on what day?
huh
yeah
i’m the b00bie trap off a whole four, n-gga, f-ck act’
they still screamin’, “f-ck slae”, you still finished, “f-ck face”
yeah
you could f-ck with me on what day?
hm
and they still screamin’, “f-ck slae”

- daemoney

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