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letra de +stop n go - dys davinci

[chorus: dys davinci]
i make the s80 move like a chiron, i ain’t got up there with uzi
yeah, i can’t be playing them games like “we’re on” n-ggas’ll act like they knew me
talk about winning, if not, you gon’ lose me
laugh to the bank ‘cause my money amuse me
racks in the safe, they come out when at louis
(racks in the safe, they come out when at louis)

[verse 1: dys davinci]
cartiers on my face, they on the table, i don’t wanna see no more
these n-ggas not catching a casе, they like them fablеs, they ain’t wanna seem like hoes
got a new beam, that green light go
serve him the green, my fiend like no
i don’t like meeting if we not close
that’s how it be, it don’t mean that we foes
you know how i be, i be ghost
when i’m back, i’ll be pushing the rolls
i’ll be seated, i need some control
the money and weed console me
that fake conceit sh-t, it get old
that vacancy finna get sold
that ain’t what i need, what i know
y’all couldn’t be me if i od’d
where you wan’ go? i’m thinking celine
after we go, i need the mcqueen
i’m feeling low, the plug will be seen
like cory gunz, i’m out of that bean
i love to float, don’t mean i’m a fiend
bro finna blow, that’s what i foreseen
he in the bimmer pushing the speed
i’m spilling reefer all in the seats
i’ll be stressed but i don’t rest, i don’t really feel like nodding
i be depressed without a check, when you see me, i’m plotting
lately, i ain’t been feeling that often
when i look at me, i see a prophet
it was nothing, i made me an option
that’s why n0body came in to stop it
[chorus: dys davinci]
i make the s80 move like a chiron, i ain’t got up there with uzi
yeah, i can’t be playing them games like “we’re on” n-ggas’ll act like they knew me
talk about winning, if not, you gon’ lose me
laugh to the bank ‘cause my money amuse me
racks in the safe, they come out when at louis

[verse 2: lp rambo]
i want that louis, i want the louis, i want the louis
i’m slamming hard on the brakes tryna get to the spot
b-tch, don’t give out the drop, yeah, b-tch dont talk to the opps, no
b-tch, go get you a knot, i don’t have friends ‘cause i know they gone plot
n-ggas ain’t gone help me up if i drop
just me and this jack in the box
sle-ee-eep, i can’t sle-ee-eep
i love le-ean, l!ck it off my te-ee-eth
i got three rings like i’m in the le-ee-eague
you want smoke, boy we come through with the bre-ee-eze
i’m like a dark corner because n-ggas fear what they can’t se-ee
boy, me and my piece be connected like 3g
boy, dont play with me-ee, n-gga soul gone be free
vibe on e.t., think my bae gone leave me

- dys davinci

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