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letra de ptsd - enchanting

[intro]
(kutta, cut that sh-t up, man)

[chorus]
i got ptsd from my ex n-gga
bipolar, i can’t take no stress n-gga
you keep callin’, you seem a lil pressed, n-gga
finna spend it on me?
well, get dressed n-gga
aye, i’m not yo regular b-tch
flooded ap on my wrist
he said, “girl, you must think i’m a trick”
boy, be grateful you wasn’t a l!ck
ain’t no more free p-ssy, it costs
if you f-ckin’ for free then you lost
hit the gas, they gon’ smell my exhaust
birkin bag me, you f-ckin’ a boss
i’m a real-deal p, i’ll break a n-gga
cashapp me right now, ion wait for n-ggas
i ball in the league like a laker, n-gga
know it hurt
go to church, i can’t save a n-gga

[verse]
he tell me i’m so full of sh-t
yeah, yeah
boy, you know i’m that b-tch
i run in his pockets, get ate, thеn i dip
n-gga book me a flight, tryna take a lil trip
he lovin’ thе chant, he get lost in the drip
so many blue hunnits, they think i’m a crip
yo, dead dawg, move
i don’t f-ck wit no brip
no sir, [?]
only right that i trip
baby
if you want my time, gotta pay me
new off-white so i’m feelin’ real wavy
want a text back?
i want a mercedes
i’m a player, boy
don’t try to play me
he say he love me
oh, that’s crazy
need a baller like tracy mcgrady
send me a deposit, we gravy
give a n-gga the blues like i’m navy

[chorus]
ptsd from my ex n-gga
bipolar, i can’t take no stress n-gga
you keep callin’, you seem a lil pressed, n-gga
finna spend it on me?
well, get dressed n-gga
aye, i’m not yo regular b-tch
flooded ap on my wrist
he said, “girl, you must think i’m a trick”
boy, be grateful you wasn’t a l!ck
ain’t no more free p-ssy, it costs
if you f-ckin’ for free then you lost
hit the gas, they gon’ smell my exhaust
birkin bag me, you f-ckin’ a boss
i’m a real-deal p, i’ll break a n-gga
cashapp me right now, ion wait for n-ggas
i ball in the league like a laker, n-gga
know it hurt
go to church, i can’t save a n-gga
nope
[verse]
ruthless
at least i’m not like you, stupid
figure it out, what you mean you can’t do it?
that lil sh-t you gave me?
i blew through it
yeah, i need me a new car, new house, new ass
prolly some new cash
is you tryna trick off, no raw s-x filth
i pop me a few tags

ain’t spending no money?
well, bye
need yo paycheck to ride on this ride
know whats up, n-gga
don’t be surprised
i’mma player, don’ want be yo bride
aye, pimpin’ ain’t dead
these hoes just scared
ain’t postin’ no n-gga, these hoes too fed
i don’t want no love, no
i just want the bread
keep yo clothes on ‘cuz i just wan’t the head, ooh

[outro]
see, n-ggas always hollerin’ about “link”
boy, link your account to mine
f-ck is you talkin’ bout, pfft
the f-ck?
is you tryna trick or what?
on god
big chant

- enchanting

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