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letra de goyard - duwap kaine

[intro]
(yo variedy this crazy)

[verse]
forgiatos ridin’, forgiatos ridin’
presidential rollie’ got me feelin’ like joe biden
no saint’s row, i’m at the hideout but i ain’t hidin’
this b-tch kinda crazy, man she keep creatin’ violence
i’m at my momma house so we gotta’ f-ckin’ silence
when i was in la i dressed myself, ain’t need no stylist
b-tch i’m from the hood, i can’t stop at no stop sign
tried to open her legs and i pulled out a thot sign
i’ma take your car, lil’ b-tch i feel like i’m glokknine
say you got a torch, i got a glock, watch me bust mine
real trap n-gga, i’m out here sellin’ tuss’ lines
broke ass n-gga, you be waitin’ at the bus line
8 on the chain, man i’m finna get a bustdown
you say you wanna’ shoot, i gave you the pistol is you gon’ bust now?
i got a thot, yeah the b-tch a lil’ bustdown
i got a pound, yeah the bag a lil’ bustdown
boy you don’t shoot cause’ your gun turn into rust now
and they just freed my f-ckin’ shooter, it’s just us now
the b-tch ask for money she gettin’ cut now
i spent sixty bands and i’m like what now, that’s on my momma
got a ar and it rip through cars now
my shooter comin’ from home off that greyhound
smokin’ kush factory, beans be the batteries
think the police after me
my boy done caught a battery
and i’m in the studio, i told the engineer to send that track to me
and i’m at the bank, i told the teller give them racks to me
i could sell more f-ckin’ weed n-gga than master p
your b-tch in my hood, in that impala, blastin’ me
i ain’t give her no money so she mad at me
so if i give her this ten-piece i guess that’s rat in me
h-ll nah b-tch, if you think that’s how it’s finna’ be
this b-tch gettin’ annoyin’, man she keep sayin’ “you a sin to me”
all these n-ggas do is hate, don’t need that energy
why the f-ck that n-gga on twitter wanna’ mention me
can’t even cook up for a rat, think you know how that kitchen be?
they got my n-gga locked up for a petty misdemeanor
hope i really go far with my d-mn demeanor
and i’m in my f-ckin’ mansions like a d-mn arena
water on my neck, n-gga aquafina
and i run with dogs, i run with hyenas
if you my bro i can’t pull lil’ gina
she callin’ me her pa but she not latina
tryna’ ask me bout’ your hoe cause i prolly’ seen her
it’s goyard seats on the inside the beemer

- duwap kaine

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