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letra de crete faze chains - dc2trill

[intro]
look, pour a four, whichever one come out the mouth first

[chorus]
godd-mn it (mmm-hmm)
hit her one more time, now she tryin’ to meet my family
where i’m from, we treat a pint of act’ like a grammy
i just dropped a six when it’s six with a stallion (nasty)
n-ggas just be hidin’ ’em, like joe biden, they be natural (hot)
i just got ’em hit and bought a kit while it was half of them (bling-blaow)
when i skipped the date, got the cake, she was plastic (plastic ass b-tch)
pockets overweight, when they was in shape, i wasn’t happy (grooviest in the world)
b-tch madе me a plate, but had to wait, i had to dump it
we got gеn-5’s and good six, don’t do no touchin’ (diamonds just dance)
finna make the crete faze chains and flex our muscles (promise)

[verse]
b-tch, we fumigate, all the beef, don’t let it bubble (fumigate)
b-tch, we fumigate, ayy, we don’t do the hate, ayy
how we eat the steak, ayy, more comin’, plate
all my n-ggas situated, left her with a cliffhanger (left her)
send anonymous over here, sh-t, i’m known for servin’ strangers (come on)
it’s the holiday season, it’s not my chain jingle, jangle-jan
b-tch look in my ear and shed a tear, a star spangled banner (d-mn)
i’ll rep illmatic, boy, take up, like i’m kurt angle
we got crosses everywhere, i don’t see no vamps hangin’
no extra sh-t, at the school, n-gga, i was dope-slangin’ (promise)
my ass bought up an old pool that i ain’t even swam in (facts)
he tried to buy a foreign car and it was hard to manage (your dumbass)
we got call of duty guns, ninety-percent damage (dumbass)
[chorus]
godd-mn it (mmm-hmm)
hit her one more time, now she tryin’ to meet my family
where i’m from, we treat a pint of act’ like a grammy
i just dropped a six when it’s six with a stallion (nasty)
n-ggas just be hidin’ ’em, like joe biden, they be natural (hot)
i just got ’em hit and bought a kit while it was half of them (bling-blaow)
when i skipped the date, got the cake, she was plastic (plastic ass b-tch)
pockets overweight, when they was in shape, i wasn’t happy (grooviest in the world)
b-tch made me a plate, but had to wait, i had to dump it
we got gen-5’s and good six, don’t do no touchin’ (diamonds just dance)
finna make the crete faze chains and flex our muscles (promise)

- dc2trill

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