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letra de ahki store - dave east

[intro]
trenches
([?] on the beat, this sh-t go stupid)
regular, uh

[verse]
auntie couch was plastic, all i know is tragic (tragic)
give me a cell over a casket, i don’t know about asking (i don’t know)
bust a package with my lil’ b-tch that be doing lashes
heard they cremated that n-gga, sh-t, let’s smoke his ashes (f-ck him)
a focused savage, all that joking get you smoked or captured (uh)
we come askin’ for that backend, better hope you have it (hope)
i’m in barbados with a spliff, this feelin’ so relaxing
n-ggas love to tell you how they feel, but no one asked them (n0body)
anywherе i step in the city, they gon’ harass ‘еm
top floor penthouse, thinkin’ ’bout what the cops saw
look out on the rooftop, i could get low in ahk store (i can)
n-gga wanted six and came short, could only cop four
i’m in your city with our merch, this sh-t feel like tour (uh)
frank white, meet me at the plaza with my shotta
this cuban came from mazza, couple thousand on my collar
never open up that door, a lot of sh-t that i done saw
felt like i was watchin’ saw (saw)
don’t serve him, you don’t know him, the f-ck is he waitin’ for?
soon as you bust that sale, he gon’ put your face on the floor (d-mn)
anything that you say up in court, they can use against you
judge most likely gon’ send you with numbers that sure to end you
could it all be so simple? freaky, how could i forget you? (how?)
you was on my line like, “d-boy, come bring a b-tch through” (d-boy)
i ain’t had no wheels, i went to hertz to grab a rental (skrrt)
it was me and lil’, haze and dutches when we spin through (lil’)
five on five games, in my bag, i had a pistol (.40)
i remember everything, i’m not one that’s forgetful (not me)
right back with a vengeance, so don’t act like it’s an issue (uh)
wipe a n-gga nose without no tissue, god bless ’em
he ain’t get to live, they gave him life, that sh-t a hard lesson (hard)
.45 barkin it’s gon’ bite him if this dog catch him
i got a lil’ stash spot with all weapons (all weapons)
we gave ’em all pressure, these n-ggas ball catchers (uh)
i see ’em d-ck holdin’, if i ain’t write it, tell me, who wrote it? (holdin’)
consistently gettin’ better, who noticed it?
it don’t matter who on it if i’m featured
watchin’ moesha, i rocked a caesar grew my braids
copped a heater, i was turned out (turned out)
fried young n-gga, we was burnt out (burnt)
before the fent’ was in ’em, we had percs out
school buses (yellow), half a dime for the goyard, that’s new luggage
i remember thinkin’, this sh-t hot as sh-t if pooch loved it (low)
angels protectin’ me, my fitted to my shoes covered
new budget, told her link in private, i don’t do public

- dave east

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