letra de leftwithnothing - frankthemusican
intro:
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chorus:
they ain’t on it for no reason
they ain’t on sh-t, and i peep it
we got them arp
heard yo new sh-t, bro delete it
tell yo’ big homie, go get a job
put the pen down, stop tryna rap
label told me you was fallin’ off
verse 1:
your label told me to write you a new track
your label told me to hop on your track
it’s been like a year, he still can’t drop a hit
get in the lab, and please get off it
this is for me to really steal your sh-t
he sounded bad, he can’t rap for sh-t
label finna drop you from the deal
this a psa, man this is sh-t not a diss
keep it calm ’cause b-tches know the real me
wanna leave him bl–dy, leave that b-tch crip
b-tch know he ain’t been in what he feel
you can drop the at, it’s 2023
b-tch mad, his last hoe tried to f-ck with me
swear to god, i got the screenshot in my phone
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lil’ hoe was in l.a. what she did for free
we the only ones that put you on a song
i wake up, get money, while they try to beef
his big homie pressin’, so i put him on
they be getting up by that b-tch
i’m tryna smoke that lil’ b-tch, let’s turn him to runtz
it’s a new b-tch talking online, i guess that’s how we startin’ the month
tell yo big homie go get a life, while he eatin’ up for lunch
maybe, instead of writin’ they sh-t, you can tell them b-tches they suck off anything they want
it’s a old b-tch mad cause he ain’t get put on, man, i don’t give no f-ck
and them choppas stay one call away, yeah, my bro carry sticks like a drummer
instrumental:
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
chorus:
they ain’t on it for no reason
they ain’t on sh-t, and i peep it
we got them arp
heard yo new sh-t, bro delete it
tell yo’ big homie, go get a job
put the pen down, stop tryna rap
label told me you was fallin’ off
they ain’t on it for no reason
they ain’t on sh-t, and i peep it
we got them arp
heard yo new sh-t, bro delete it
tell yo’ big homie, go get a job
put the pen down, stop tryna rap
label told me you was fallin’ off
outro:
i’ve been going up to mars
i feel like buzz light-year, to infinity and beyond
n0body told me what i should do
i just count up my money, yeah i just be kickin’ sh-t like a punter
i can’t f-ck with these rap b-tches acting like b-tches, that’s word to my mother
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