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letra de time after time - dro montanna

(chorus)
time after time, after time, after time, after time i been chasing this money
ni—s trying to throw salt all on my name
they just made they can’t get nothing from me

time after time, after time, after time, after time i been chasing this money
ni—s trying to throw salt all on my name
they just made they can’t get nothing from me

(verse 1)
ever since i went to jail it turned me to an animal
i ain’t never have to tеll i put that sh-t on hannibal
leader of the trap yеah they treat me like a manager
really ran up half a milli just off moving cannabis
how you claim you street when you run to social media , they mad cause i’m blowing up like i’m filled with helium
met a plug in texas yeah he say he from armenia, told him keep them swag bags bring me back some premium
my diamonds be dancing like usher in russia
you reach for my chain it’s gone he repercussions
that’s a blow to the head and i ain’t talking concussion
we play with them sticks and then drums no percussion
i’m moving them babies like it’s reproduction
if ain’t ‘bout no money that’s end of discussion
need a big backwood i ain’t smoking no dutches
she digging my drip yeah she say i’m seductive
how the f-ck you say you getting to the bag but you broke you ain’t even worth a band ni–a oh no, you p-ssy you ain’t gone pop, no smoke
if yo’ b-tch keep on staring she gone catch this stroke
we making way too much money to argue with busters, i took over yo trap i took all of yo custys
you wearing dirty air forces and yo arms is musty, even yo gold ain’t real yeah that sh-t getting rusty
im a big dog you is a puppy
i don’t want them legs i just want sucky sucky
if i f-ck on that b-tch then that mean that she lucky, i’m just a bad ass lil’ jit yeah i feel like i’m chucky
yeah i’m addicted to money i swear ima junky
make the trap jump like that sh-t was a bunny
you would’ve thought i put it on some bungees
go to the club on monday and throw money
(chorus)
time after time, after time, after time, after time i been chasing this money
ni—s trying to throw salt all on my name
they just made they can’t get nothing from me

time after time, after time, after time, after time i been chasing this money
ni—s trying to throw salt all on my name
they just made they can’t get nothing from me

(verse 2)
i’m a ghetto rockstar like i’m nicky sixx
i can’t rock them jeans if they don’t come with the rips
i’m turnt as b-tch like a candle i’m lit
i come from them trenches, i come from them bricks
i keep me two pistols i call em chopsticks
i ain’t popping perch if it ain’t out the script
twenty twenty tunnel vision this my year
i’m popping my sh-t and it’s getting severe
you couldn’t do what we do if you wanted to
how is you broke and you act like you comfortable
you ain’t even come up when n-ggas was fronting you
boy you too lame no i cannot f-ck with you
skrrtt off in a jeep this b-tch so fast
the police profiling i’m getting harassed
without that badge you a b-tch and a half
these n-ggas is b-tches they need maxi pads
(chorus)

time after time, after time, after time, after time i been chasing this money
ni—s trying to throw salt all on my name
they just made they can’t get nothing from

- dro montanna

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