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letra de alfani - gallo

[chorus]
b-tches tryna lay both hands on my alfani briefs
say she play the field both sides, man that’s fine with me
never been a fake, boy, i see what they tryna be
stay above a bug, flip a duck to those who lie to me
rip anther jam, b-tches love to get me clubbed out
lost inside a louis store, spendin’ cuz my funds loud
tolerance of the tanks, double lex, looking thugged out
know a couple freaks lurking heavy til the sun down

[verse 1]
it’s a run down but you never catch enough
sick of hearing all about the sh-t you never stacking up
ease up on the noise, homie, i just tell ’em “that’s enough”
we are not a squad just because y’all are walking after us
bottle of the showm, bet a lot of it is gone
every week i’m bringing somethin’, got a lot i’m working on
word is bomb, that’s a fact
once i speak then it’s a wrap
when i say i’m thinkin’ ’bout it, just know soon i’m ’bouta act
bounce back from an l real quick like it’s nothing new
turning that l into a george, talking w
another move, lapping you at this rate, i’mma double you
they climbing on my flow, i let ’em try like how rapunzel do

[refrain]
f-ck with you, i never will
i never plan, trust my gut and keep it real
that’s what i can do
pencil down, a page to go
that’s what my hands do
i know things she don’t wanna man to
cuz i got

[verse 2]
riding with this foreign chick, ignoring all the policies
in the shotty seat, this thottie took off my alfani briefs
ooh, i said wait a minute
ooh, we gon’ make the difference
enough if the check come out something way above my limits
out the rounded coast where the sky look close to indigo
music city making, reach a migo, need a miracle
phone die, tripping, walking clean through the city, fam
that’s why i got the uber, feel like 20 in a minivan
d-mn, they all like “what he on?”
more or less, it’s something strong
more to make and more to come
i link up with a gorgeous blonde
i pour the gl-ss of porrón
turn up the song
bring a friend or two, i’m bringing mine, think they gon’ get along

[refrain]
but f-ck with you, i never will
i never plan, trust my gut and keep it real
that’s what i can do
pencil down, a page to go
that’s what my hands do
i know things she don’t wanna man to
cuz i got

- gallo

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