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letra de new era - dc2trill

[intro]
(phew, phew)

[verse 1]
half a mil’ in all blues, this sh-t feel like act’ came back (phew, phew)
i should buy me some ihops, stay with some syrup, but my case stay stacked
asked for a burger, and steak came back
hood rat sh-t, i forgot where she at (yuh)
stay with the gooners, i’m used to that (eh, eh)
i was on a walk, i was out of love, i was thinkin’ ’bout ending this sh-t (sh-t)
i love my brother, he was by my side, back then he would treat me like p-ss (like p-ss)
i’m thinking clear, that money came, i just had to unball my fist, i seen him
four years down the drain, i seen it
don’t express your pain, i see it
gas off, momma cryin’, sh-t, i wish i was john cеna
.25 stuffed in the sprinter, i seen it
too many fakе ass brothers, i seen it
you made my beats, but you switched up
how you gon’ change on a n-gga who—
p-ssy

[chorus]
i’m goin’ overload, i’ll call you when i’m back again
we ain’t racin’ to no finish line, i beat her back again
you a pot-sippin’ p-ssy boy, that sh-t showin’, twin
twenty bad b-tches on a yacht, i call that showboatin’ (ya, yuh)
threw a couple bricks, to my man like i elbowed it (ya, yuh)
i just f-cked this bad b-tch, she was l b-n-r (yuh)
d-mn, i mean albino (phew), that my bad
sh-t, i’m high, i think this b-tch from china
your music trash, your fit trash, sh-t, i can’t co-sign it (p-ssy)
[verse 2]
pull up sp-ceship crawlin’ like invader zim (sp-ceship crawlin’)
n-gga swimmin’ with the fishes, we’ll get rid of him
while i’m on the subject, f-ck how i’m feelin’ (f-ck ’em)
wouldn’t fly that b-tch to westwood if my name was tim (promise)
i ain’t worried ’bout that b-tch, that p-ssy lackl-ster
riding with a street sweeper, that b-tch ghostbusters (clean ’em up)
i can’t even hear your language, you cheap talkin’ (p-ssy)
i’ma keep working my anger up, just keep bossin’ (workin’)
put my brand on everything, 2t cup (2t)
i advise you not to [?] (i advise ’em)

[verse 3]
must be [?], stay with propane (huh)
glock got accessories, ain’t worried ’bout a thang
n-ggas told me stop switchin’ my beats
stop switchin’ on your hoes (the f-ck?)
stop switchin’ on your bros (the f-ck?)
and go and get some rolls (the f-ck?), p-ssy
top floor, lotta cash, we treat this sh-t like [?]
2t, new era, doing what they couldn’t (2t)
you should sign to new era, all that cap you doin’
you should look into signin’ to polo g, ’cause you cap a lot (yuh)
b00by trap, parkin’ by the dock, the sun out (park it)
ain’t no half way steppin’ sh-t, are you in or are you out? (pop it, b-tch, pop it)
2t be a go, she gon’ rep it like a [?]
fubu on my pants, but i put ‘tega on my coat, p-ssy
three-five when i smoke, p-ssy
she know i’m a goat, p-ssy
she know i got a lotta sons, i’ma claim ’em ’cause i don’t know, p-ssy
3tg, 2te, know we trained to go, p-ssy
30k for the 2t pendant, time to step it up, dummy (yuh)
sold out shows, stupid
my folks be on go, stupid
flawless in my mouth, stupid
with a little bit of gold, stupid
hatin’ on a n-gga getting money, i don’t know why
i done made a clear sprite look like a black eye
maybach truck, bentley truck, i know the type of guy
i be dodgin’ bad hoes, sh-t, they worth it sometimes
i can spend like 50k, sh-t, at any given time
brodie seen the blues, then got the blues, he started question life (yuh)
my partner was a no show on the match, so i poured up twice
i massage her while i hit it from the back, i be too nice
[outro]
i’m goin’ overload, i’ll call you when i’m back again
we ain’t racin’ to no finish line, i beat her back again
you a pot-sippin’ p-ssy boy, that sh-t showin’, twin
twenty bad b-tches on a yacht, i call that showboatin’ (yup)
threw a couple bricks, to my man like i elbowed it (ya, yuh)
i just f-cked this bad b-tch, she was l b-n-r
d-mn, i mean albino (yuh), that my bad
sh-t, i’m high, i think this b-tch from china (yuh)
your music trash, your fit trash, sh-t, i can’t co-sign it
(ya, ya, yuh)

- dc2trill

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