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letra de future - eyekeem

[intro]
ayy

[verse 1]
back to the future on my hoverboard (on my hoverboard), d-mn
pull up fast coupe and it’s four door, ayy (skrrt!)
known to keep a sock in my sock drawer (on my sock drawer), uh
and my weed dealer hit the back door, yeah, ayy
i feel like marty mcfly (d-mn)
all of my chickens got thighs (yeah), uh
i got that sh-t you can’t buy (no way), what?
i get it straight from the guy (yeah)
late night chillin’ with your boo (your boo)
uh, take off her fit with the view (like yeah)
hit your bih she texin’ you (d-mn)
huh, bad b-tches sticky like glue (yeah)
why all these n-ggas so weak? (i don’t know)
huh, it’s okay, his girl a freak (yeah)
still wearin’ givenchy my sheets (mm-hmm)
swallow your b-tch, then your girl with a tweet

[refrain]
comin’ through clean like it’s nothin’
uh, n-ggas gonna meet the smith & wesson
uh, have ‘im tip toe when he step in-
uh, d-mn
ayy, ayy
[verse 2]
comin’ through clean like it’s nothin’, uh
n-ggas gonna meet the smith & wesson (like pow!)
have ‘im tip toe when he step in (like what?), uh
then i have his girl bendin’ like [?] (like yeah)
uh, d-mn, n-gga you a clown like it (like it)
uh, et phone home for the zip (d-mn)
hmm, hunnid bans all in my fit, like what?
i can spend it all on my wrist
d-mn, so far ahead of my fashion
hmm, i remember n-ggas laughin’ (what?)
uh, i ain’t never had no cash in (uh-huh)
uh, now i stack it like the trash bins
yeah, i want designer my bags
ayy, i go to rich from the rags (what?)
ayy, i turn a fortune with [?]
yeah, i put my hand on her ass
yeah

- eyekeem

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