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letra de ptl - gamedayy & bymyslff

[intro]
come on, sev
ha-ha-ha-ha

[verse 1: gamedayy]
go to the tip-top, tryna get to the money, put ice on my collar (put on some ice)
call me a rich watch, got a bad b-tch watching me with a sparkle (bad, bad)
when i get to the top, i’ma swing through your city like i was a young peter parker (uh, uh)
i came up from darkness, ain’t stepping nowhere, this day is your end like a bargain (ain’t stepping nowhere)
i’m making them funny as mad (making them mad)
wait till i get to the money, i promise to show off the bag (show off the bag)
my middle finger to my head as they watching me run up the cash (run up the cash)
i’m leaving my diamonds behind, i’m putting my foot on the gas (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[chrous: gamedayy]
put some diamonds on my chain so i can go for real (go for real)
be running laps around these n-ggas, they be slow for real
my whole life i’m chasing bags, it’s how i’m supposed to live (chase a bag)
been with whip and rhyme and live it while them n-ggas know we lit
invented my demon time, b-tch, i’m a menace
ice on my t–th, make it cold when i’m grinning (grin, grin)
came from the bottom, go up to the ceiling
run up a bag, tryna get me a million (run up a bag)
cutting off all the fake n-ggas, that’s tryna blend in like a million (like a million)
i’m not a regular n-gga, don’t treat me like normal civilians (yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: yaylo]
i never backtrack (i don’t), i own the folks that make the millions
the money be calling, i’m here like a tennis
i always the tallest standing on business
white pick your fences, uh, turn into the gates
and gate the gates around communities that you can’t even state
cause my house is bigger than the federal reserve bank
i went jp up to morgan, sold them bags and steady chasing
on the ass, i cut the grass, you cop it and set it
let these n-ggas dig for 28, try to catch me in the ring (ay, ay)

[chrous: gamedayy]
put some diamonds on my chain so i can go for real (go for real)
be running laps around these n-ggas, they be slow for real
my whole life i’m chasing bags, it’s how i’m supposed to live (chase a bag)
been with whip and rhyme and live it while them n-ggas know we lit
invented my demon time, b-tch, i’m a menace
ice on my t–th, make it cold when i’m grinning (grin, grin)
came from the bottom, go up to the ceiling
run up a bag, tryna get me a million (run up a bag)
cutting off all the fake n-ggas, that’s tryna blend in like a million (like a million)
i’m not a regular n-gga, don’t treat me like normal civilians (yeah, yeah)
[verse 3: bymyslff]
y’all be saying he about to play up (yeah)
i got two phones, i don’t really say much
bring the big guns, they say that’s okay, uh (okay)
watch out, they hit you and it sound like a parade, uh
h-llcat, going fast, they ain’t even know it’s me
crash out, way back, ain’t n0body notice me
i want life, homicide, all that stuff you showing me
easy, i can make a joint look like a masterpiece

- gamedayy bymyslff

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