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letra de then i leave - eddison

[intro: eddison]
yeah, yeah

[chorus: eddison]
i get the bag then i leave, ooh
i get the bag then i leave, ooh (b-tch)
i get the bag then i leave, ooh (yeah)
i get the bag then i leave, ooh (yeah)
i get the bag then i leave, ooh (yeah)
i get the bag then i leave, ooh (let’s go)
i get the bag then i leave, ooh (what’s up)
i get thе bag then i leave, ooh (yеah)

[verse 1: eddison]
ayy, uh, i got the pack then i dipped (ooh)
i’ma f-ck on your b-tch no matter what the c-cks at, ooh (ooh, yeah)
glock .30 on my hip (b-tch)
pull-pull out that sh-t, watch ’em call all the cops out, ooh
b-tch, i’m the f-ckin’ g.o.a.t (b-tch)
i’ma put my d-ck inside your b-tch throat and make it choke, ooh (yeah, yeah)
tricks inside of the faygo (yes sir)
you know we get paid up, b-tch, you know we get paid in full, ooh (b-tch)
dark purple how the faygo look (yeah)
you think it’s p-ssy, their life is a fishing [?], ooh (huh?)
now he living, bought a christian book (yeah)
walk in this b-tch, i’m so clean like the dishes look, ooh (b-tch, b-tch)
big double d [?]
they just be all on my d-ck, i’m the cash cow, ooh (yeah)
big choppa, they like, “put it down.” (b-tch)
b-tch you know this sh-t goin’ up when it’s goin’ down, ooh (yeah, yeah)
caught the guap, i got a paper cut (what?)
these n-ggas p-ssy, they mad and they fake a lot (p-ssy)
i’m with my gang-gang-gang squad, we get cake a lot (yeah)
you ain’t even take a life, p-ssy, we take a lot (yeah)
i got these bands on me, ok, i make a lot (b-tch)
chop with a beam, watch this sh-t make ’em shake a lot (bl!ck, bl!ck)
we on the stove all the time, b-tch we bake a lot (let’s go)
opps a lil’ juicy, don’t know if it’s fake or not (yeah)
but he still posted up, he sippin’ [?] now (lil’ b-tch)
look at the camera floating at the bottom of it (yeah)
we get the guap, lil’ b-tch, you know you gotta love it (yeah)
you talkin’ xans and them pills, we got lots of it (b-tch)
i don’t f-ck with it but you know the block love it (f-ck)
these n-ggas talkin’ you know that the cops love it
i got the stove, b-tch you can’t f-ck with my oven
just got some pills, i’m gon’ put them in my stomach (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[chorus: eddison & blckk]
i get the bag then i leave, ooh
i get the bag then i leave, ooh (b-tch)
i get the bag then i leave, ooh (let’s go)
i get the bag then i leave, ooh (yeah)
i get the bag then i leave, ooh (yeah)
i get the bag then i leave, ooh (yeah)
i get the bag then i leave, ooh (ruff, ruff, yeah, uh)
i get the bag then i leave, ooh (yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)

[verse 2: blckk]
yeah, all i do, uh, make a scene
that’s my sh-t, uh, paper feind, uh [?]
i’m gon’ dip, dip
i told my management i’m a big [?], b-tch save it or leave it, uh, yeah (yeah, yeah)
you’re gonna k!ll me if i ever gave a f-ck to make a difference, uh, yeah (yeah, uh, yeah, yeah)
uh, i know some [?] get treated the same
y’all can get f-cked up from my name
y’all know the difference, i work on my aim
i don’t f-ck with you people or no one who came
came from the [?] you know that’s what i gave
[?] all the way ’til it hurt, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[outro: eddison]
mm-hm, d-mn
i’ve been here for like, 45 minutes
um, i’m f-cked up but i-, not really a good thing ’cause i-
i don’t really know anybody at this party
h-llo?

- eddison

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