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letra de new tank - fetty on fetty

[intro]
(wake up, f1lthy)

[chorus: playboi carti]
yeah, i’m in the coupe with a cutter, yeah, sippin’ on wock’ (what?)
yeah, posted with my brother, yeah, he got a mop (what? yeah)
posted with my brother, yeah, he got a mop (what? yeah)
posted with my brother (brother), yeah, he got a mop (what? slatt)
posted with my brother, yeah, he got a mop

[verse 1: playboi carti]
i’m robbin’ the bank (bank, yeah)
i’m robbin’ the bank (bank, yeah)
i ride in the tank (tank, yeah)
i ride in the tank (tank, yeah)
my b-tch, she got cake (cake, what?)
my b-tch, she got cake (cake, what?)
wе stay in the house, uh
can’t leavе out the place (slatt, slatt)
i just caught a case (slatt, what?)
got dirt on my face (slatt)
got tats on my face (slatt, slatt)
i’m servin’ that base (yeah)
i’m servin’ that base (base, yeah)
i’m servin’ that base (base, yeah)
i got me some thots (thots, thots)
they thought i was g-y (slatt, woah)
lamborghini parked outside, it’s purple like lean (woah, woah)
lamborghini parked outside, it’s purple like lean (woah, yeah)
i’m tryna f-ck on a thot and sip on some lean (lean, blatt, what?)
i’m tryna f-ck on a thot and sip on some lean (what?)
i love all my thots and codeine (thots, codeine)
i love all my thots and codeine (yeah, yeah)
i’m a rockstar, b-tch, this what i bleed
n-gga tryna play me, i’ma make him bleed
[chorus: playboi carti]
yeah, i’m in the coupe with a cutter, yeah, sippin’ on wock’ (what?)
yeah, posted with my brother, yeah, he got a mop (what? what?)
posted with my brother, yeah, he got a mop (what?)
posted with my brother, yeah, he got a mop (what? slatt)

[verse 2: juice wrld]
strap, aim at your noodle, yes, yes
that’s what amateurs do (brra, brra)
b-tch, i’m a dog, b-tch, i’m an animal, i’m out the zoo
i up the glock, make ’em jump like hopscotch (brra, brra)
leave his ass sick like the flu
bad b-tches, need two, yeah
don’t trust him, he fool, yeah
hangin’ out the roof in balenciaga shoes
virgil abloh on me too (come on)
fresh ass n-gga, all these pest ass n-ggas
i’ma press that n-gga, i’ma shoot (boom)
i’m a vet ass n-gga, a patek ass n-gga
tryna find peace, ron artest ass n-gga (ayy)
they see blonde dreads, try and test that n-gga (sick ’em)
i’ma have to cardiac arrest a n-gga (sick ’em, sick ’em)
do ’em dirty like old yeller (yeah)
money the age of an old fellow (yeah, yeah)
nicknamed my .45 mayweather
it’s a thot, it’s a ho, a hugh hefner
got the pot on the stove, super chef
i’m 2pac with the juice, makaveli
hundred shots in the tool, battle-ready
dunk on the b-tch, i’m rim-rattle mcgrady
ice on your b-tch in a tinted mercedes (uh-huh)
d-ck so good, she started to pay me (uh-huh)
i got the cup like i came from the ’80s (uh-huh)
there’s white in my cup like i came from the ’80s (ayy)
you sittin’ in coach with your b-tch and your baby (ayy)
i’m up in first with my first f-ckin’ lady (ayy)
she been lovin’ the way i been f-ckin’ her lately (ayy)
f-ck around, f-ck around, give her a baby (ayy)

- fetty on fetty

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