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letra de costa rica (remix) - dreamville, bas & jid

[intro]
pyrex whipper
pyrex

[verse 1: reese laflare]
i got big dreams so my watch got a big face
girls get messy like a motherf-ckin’ mixtape
smellin’ like money and i’m lookin’ like s-x
i’m outside for real with the slimes and the slatts
n-gga ride wave, then the n-gga get taxed
fendi snowpants and i fill ’em up with racks
they all ball cap, and this all facts
no, i don’t relax and i don’t lack

[verse 2: bas & guapdad 4000]
demons, they follow me deep in the dark
n-ggas got problems with being a boss
we ain’t been home but we hear all the talkin’
hit ’em with hollows and clean ’em with salt
salt in the wound and my heart in the cooler
frozen like i gave my heart to my jeweler
told him to make a new piece out of this
ever since, i just can’t give no f-ck ’bout no b-tch (it’s a check)

[chorus: guapdad 4000]
baby, had to bustdown on the ap, yeah
baby, ain’t no rich styles on you lately, yeah
i got fans in costa rica (fans), i got bands in costa rica (big bands)

[verse 3: jace]
got the mike jack’ nose, just before the vitiligo
norman bates with the eights, i’ma go psycho
laundromat with a temper, this a vicious cycle
feel like rihanna, b-tches go wherever i go
go against the grain like i’m battlin’ the silo
i’m going out west like i’m motherf-ckin’ fievel
lebron in the finals, motherf-ckin’ five-oh
n-gga bettin’ under 5’4″, h-ll if i know

[verse 4: mez]
n-ggas got me tight like arthur’s fist and sh-t
like i’m not an arsonist and sh-t
not a n-gga that you wanna argue with
’cause then you f-cking with your future like larsa pippen, sh-t
boy, i’m like a barber with this sh-t
you get out the chair, you get in the chair
the things in the mirror, the way they appear
you look to the rear, my n-ggas is near, my n-ggas revered
you f-ckin’ with mez, you f-ckin’ with heirs, n-gga

[chorus: guapdad 4000]
baby, had to bustdown on the ap, yeah
baby, ain’t no rich styles on you lately, yeah
i got fans in costa rica (fans), i got bands in costa rica (big bands)
i got fans in costa rica (big fans), i got bands in costa rica

[verse 5: smokepurpp]
i got balled up hundreds in my pocket
diamonds on me water like a faucet
got a lot of bands in costa rica
lot of hoes in costa rica, got a p-ssport in my pocket
and i flew with the stick, it’s a rocket
forty-five on me, sh-t hot like a pocket
you ain’t talkin’ money, it’s nonsense
got your baby mama doing drugs in the moshpit

[verse 6: jid & guapdad 4000]
top of the morning to anybody who thought it was beddy-bye
jiddy, i’m like a jedi
mind tricks live inside of your head, i
devilish, red eyes, never been on a redeye
or sh-t, i be high, i forget
shawty said i be wildin’ and trippin’ when i’m on a l!ck
score a penny or twenty, i’m dominique wilkins and sh-t
really i flew to costa rica with an ap
at the airport, this girl ask me, “hey, are you swae lee?”
wow (it’s a check)

[verse 7: buddy & ski mask the slump god, xxxtentacion]
suffering succotash
she think it’s all puddycat but, h-ll, i ain’t even mad
i started sucking on her t-tty, put my thumb in her -ss
she had a little one, it really wasn’t nothin’ to grab, i did it anyway
n-gga, i’m a bag
comin’ down the 91, flyin’, doin’ the dash
we goin’ in today (ayy)
and i been writing my -ss off, ernest hemingway (b-tch)
i ain’t got sh-t else to say

[verse 8: xxxtentacion]
okay, i’m turnt
at the party, f-ck ’round, p-ssy boy, and you get burnt
actin’ up, you actin’ buff, you f-ck ’round, you get murked
these n-ggas b-tches, mm, i get it
sauce, b-tch, i’m with it, uh, i get it
shots at your fitted, mm, i did it
yuh, i did it, yuh, i did it
n-ggas askin’ where i get my drip at
told a n-gga throw a backpack, n-gga, back-back, hmm
asking for the money, where your racks at?
if you ain’t my brother, told a f-ck n-gga “hush that”, uh
cartier, cartier, throwing shade, uh
asian b-tch really like to crochet, uh
and my wrist never like throwing shade, uh
came to the crib off of kool-aid, ayy!

[verse 9: ski mask the slump god & guapdad 4000]
i got too much sk!lls
i flow like the water, so surprised i did not grow gills
and i am your father like you was luke skywalker
and i conquer and let it burn like usher’s perm and k!ll confirmed
you look concerned, respect is earned, uh
you really be in it, b, gotta be kiddin’ me, uh
you really be sickenin’, i got the remedy, uh
i’m feelin’ like goku, b-tch, i need your energy, uh
um, okay, huh, goin’ on a date with an ak, huh (yup)
ayy, okay, goin’ on a date with an ak, ayy (it’s a check)

- dreamville bas jid

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