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letra de no stress! - fukksailor

intro:
z-z-zyrom
woah…

chorus:
i get to the bag no stress
yo b-tch hit me up, she texts
hating on me, i flex
pull up on yo boy he dead
i get to the bag no stress
yo b-tch hit me up, she texts
hating on me, i flex
pull up on yo boy he dead
i get to the bag no stress
yo b-tch hit me up, she texts
hating on me, i flex
pull up on yo boy he dead
i get to the bag no stress
yo b-tch hit me up, she texts
hating on me, i flex
pull up on yo boy he dead

verse:
y’all some broke motherf-ckers talking sh-t til i pull up
b-tch i came from the bottom, now yo b-tch hittin me up?
i don’t wanna wanna f-cking talk b-tch you know i had enough
telling me dat i’m a capper, p-ssyboy don’t test your luck
i told that b-tch to leave me ‘lone
p-ssyboy im in my zone
i be filling up my cone
i be getting all this dough
i be f-cking on yo hoe
put a bullet in yo bro
i be movin all this snow
i hit yo b-tch up for some blow
pull up all black, you know we got all that
all yo sh-t wack, yo b-tch likin my pics back
told him get back, f-ggot finna get wacked
he ain’t got sh-t back, rob his ass i did that
talkin sh-t?
talkin sh-t?
p-ssyboy be talkin sh-t
pull up quick
on his b-tch
f-ck her mouth then imma dip
i be balling like im kobe
she say that she know me
acting h-lla phony
b-tch just leave me lonely
chorus:
i get to the bag no stress
yo b-tch hit me up, she texts
hating on me, i flex
pull up on yo boy he dead
i get to the bag no stress
yo b-tch hit me up, she texts
hating on me, i flex
pull up on yo boy he dead
i get to the bag no stress
yo b-tch hit me up, she texts
hating on me, i flex
pull up on yo boy he dead
i get to the bag no stress
yo b-tch hit me up, she texts
hating on me, i flex
pull up on yo boy he dead

- fukksailor

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