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letra de can't match it - frxxer

[hook]
designer on my jacket, cocaine in the packets
keep the ball rolling cah you know i stay match fit
f-ck a tiktok, i’m thinking bout money tactics
always get it back every time i done splash it
you can’t catch up, nah you can’t even match it
they’re fake like plastic and they’re soft like fabrics
bad b-tch, yeah she really got bad habits
beat it down raw, no johnny, bare graphics

[verse 1]
you’ve never had a bad run so stop talking your wass
they be lying to the streets, talking like they really trap
you ain’t ever put weight on the pans or broke food into grams
you ain’t evеr counted up thirty stacks in rubber bands
too trappy, ask lamz
f-ck a square, unlеss it’s boxes i ain’t dealing with no scams
tryna balance out the roads and sweeten up the fans
paper round boys, can’t really understand
tell ’em “don’t switch up” cah i really got big plans
starved all day then ate a deli from spans
got bands in the benz, got food in the trans
got bands in the benz, got food in the vans
sales got the bands so i really gotta hit ’em
gave her six rounds, ain’t talking no smithon
eve eating fruits that really be forbidden
diamonds just glisten, making drinks like commission
[hook]
designer on my jacket, cocaine in the packets
keep the ball rolling cah you know i stay match fit
f-ck a tiktok, i’m thinking bout money tactics
always get it back every time i done splash it
you can’t catch up, nah you can’t even match it
they’re fake like plastic and they’re soft like fabrics
bad b-tch, yeah she really got bad habits
beat it down raw, no johnny, bare graphics

[verse 2]
we ain’t in the same division, we be on a different mission
cah my vision’s in the kitchen, i don’t like them agendas that are hidden
and free my bruddas stuck up in the prison
a loss ain’t a l if you really didn’t listen
but i’m still flying past these astra’s
i’m paranoid cause it’s my fifth time going past these cameras
and if i get spun then it’s back to a slammer
where the judge got no mercy, she be throwing down the hammer
thought i played football, tried to judge me off my swagger
i let her work her way up like a ladder
told her “i’m a trapper and this life ain’t glamour”
angelica’s for drinks, top floor with a badders
morals from the streets but i still got manners
nosy neighbours like flanders, money calls really what i answer
she asked me what this is, i replied with some laughter
[hook]
designer on my jacket, cocaine in the packets
keep the ball rolling cah you know i stay match fit
f-ck a tiktok, i’m thinking bout money tactics
always get it back every time i done splash it
you can’t catch up, nah you can’t even match it
they’re fake like plastic and they’re soft like fabrics
bad b-tch, yeah she really got bad habits
beat it down raw, no johnny, bare graphics

- frxxer

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