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letra de sets up - gxx

[intro]
prr
hmm
hmm, hmm
ayy
oh yeah, ayy

[chorus]
baby, don’t fret
just take a deep breath
i know you’ve been hurt
just give me what’s left (oh yeah, ayy)
the bodies i’ve felt
the souls that i’ve kept
don’t love me, i’m dead
i just care ‘bout myself
ayy, ayy, ayy

[post chorus]
but i rep my set
it’s all on my neck
strap is on deck
shawty, drop neck
bodies drop fast
covered in cash
f-ck her, then dash
f-ck love, i’m sad (skrrt)

[verse 1]
she love me i’m bad
i don’t love her back
i’m all in my bag
just to f-ck up my racks (rrr)
get the f-ck off my sack
run up, get wacked
i ran up a stack (ayy, ayy, ayy)
b-tch the come up was fast
she grab on my d-ck and she hold on my chain (woah)
she don’t know sh-t, but she think that i’m paid (hey)
i don’t pay her sh-t, she just do this for fame
give no f-cks, cause i’m high as f-ck off all this cocaine, (woah)
put a hole in my brain, (woah)
now i can finally think straight
girls from back home say, they noticed i changed
’cause the f-ck hoes love clout, man, these hoes not the same

[refrain]
now it’s, all about a dollar
this cuban link my color
and these hoes love my persona
n-ggas hate me, they start drama, but, uh
my n-gga a shotta, yeah (pew-pew-pew)
shut up or get shot up, (bang-bang)
we smell blood, like a piranha
and you smell like benihana

[chorus]
baby, don’t fret
just take a deep breath
i know you’ve been hurt (brr)
just give me what’s left
the bodies i’ve felt
the souls that i’ve kept
don’t love me, i’m dead
i just care ‘bout myself
baby, don’t fret
just take a deep breath
i know you’ve been hurt
just give me what’s left (oh yeah, hey)
the bodies i’ve felt
the souls that i’ve kept
don’t love me, i’m dead
i just care ‘bout myself

[post chorus]
but i rep my set
it’s all on my neck
strap is on deck
shawty, drop neck, ayy
bodies drop fast
covered in cash
f-ck her, then dash
f-ck love, i’m sad

[verse 2]
girl, that -ss fat, sit on my lap
she said what’s that
it’s my d-ck or my gat
i’m popping no cap
i got it no cap
red on yo hat, if i squeeze its no cap
shawty know i flex, flex, flex, flex, flex
i don’t want p-ssy just neck, neck, neck
i don’t give a d-ck unless its wet, wet, wet
like drip, drip, drip that’s the best s-x, yet
lemme see your id, b-tch, i need proof
oh you’re 19, perfect, that’s cool
hey, hop in my coupe (skrrt)
shawty, just you
time to get loose
shawty, i’m in that mood, oh

[outro]
now it’s, all about a dollar
this cuban link is in my color
and these hoes love my persona
n-ggas hate me, they start drama, but, uh
my n-gga a shotta, yeah
shut up or get shot up
we smell blood, like a piranha
and you smell like benihana, huh

- gxx

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