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letra de bando aspen - geeyou

[intro]
hollywood six

[hook: geeyou]
my baby, my baby, we slangin’ dope like the ’80s
she wanna ride the mercedes, i pop a pill, i go crazy
i’m sipping lean, i’m lazy… uh
mumma crying she felt pain likes its hatia
natural disaster…
i feel the lean up in my bladder
knock it out without no hammer
these withdrawals f-ck up my mood, no i can’t stand ’em
so much snow up in the bando, bando aspen… uhh

[verse 1: geeyou]
tell the truth or they gon lie to you
these bad b-tches, f-ck ’em by the two
stuck in my ways im’ma change for you… for you, that’s only you
pull up with sticks, grrr, what’s the move?
commando, you see salute
spot kick like babe ruth
and broski bring the fire, fire, we don’t dispute
place a bet, it make the news
i’m mixing lean with my sprite that’s dilute
latest season dripping… yeah the fiends stay fiendin’
i’m whipping and she gon eat that, eat that [?]
i drip hard yeah i mean it, mean it, mean it
an’ when i’m high i call that stranger things
an’ yeah they hate cause i made away
two l’s make a w
i’m chasing bands, i won’t change for you… for you
change for my…

[hook: geeyou, geeyou & yxng bane]
my baby, my baby, we slangin’ dope like the ’80s
she wanna ride the mercedes, i pop a pill, i go crazy
i’m sipping lean, i’m lazy… uh
mumma crying she felt pain likes its hatia
natural disaster…
i feel the lean up in my bladder
knock it out without no hammer
these withdrawals f-ck up my mood, no i can’t stand ’em
so much snow up in the bando, bando aspen… uhh

[verse 2: yxng bane]
my baby used to whip out my mercedes, darg
the mandem writ it off, she whip my range rover
its never, it ain’t working if she lazy, darg
i get on to n-ggas who don’t put in work in, brah
it was me and [?]
check my wrist i bet you blink, diamonds do woah come watch ’em dance
and i’m so paro you can ask them man, like [?] bring out the wap
i was just [?] boy and i’ve got dead friends that i’d love to get back
so i love to hear about her get it back
i know a n—a fronted p’s he didn’t buy no [?]
i know a n—a who was low on p’s he didn’t sell my [?]
one ran off on me told [?]
i think you changed when i got this kettle
heard your homie went jail and he got kettled
said she wanna’ give face, see the face of the bezel
you should be on callenders, i’m tryna’ fit you in my schedule

- geeyou

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