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letra de ​keep lying - ​ian (usa)

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[intro]
he gave me the strength to avenge my family. since then i’ve never looked back

[chorus]
my clarence hot as f-ck, b-tch, this a presidential watch
he stay inside, he stuck there, boy ain’t ever had no opps
this month, i want a hunnid f-cking cars in my garage
he play ’round with my guys, then we all bomb him, no barrage
that t-shirt tired as f-ck, boy, when the h-ll is you plannin’ to shop?
yo’ shooter be lyin’ to y’all, that boy didn’t land not one d-mn shot
no, we ain’t surprisin’ y’all, start tellin’ yo’ gang go get inside
just took her to catch ny, yo’ girl got used to thе [?] fries

[verse 1]
my pops want a bentley, my sistеr a birkin, i hope that i’m makin’ ’em proud
i paid the attention, it still didn’t work, i just hope we can figure it out
like ten for the pants and ten for the shirt, this whole fit limited drop
let go of my hands, we both gon’ hurt, but i’m here for a limited time
keep [?], the figurative kind
whole gang serve criminal time
you touch my mans, we hop in the car, whole gang committing a crime
i’m proud of the things i did, just hope i’m still delivered to god

[chorus]
my clarence hot as f-ck, b-tch, this a presidential watch
he stay inside, he stuck there, boy ain’t ever had no opps
this month, i want a hunnid f-cking cars in my garage
he play ’round with my guys, then we all bomb him, no barrage
that t-shirt tired as f-ck, boy, when the h-ll is you plannin’ to shop?
yo’ shooter be lyin’ to y’all, that boy didn’t land not one d-mn shot
no, we ain’t surprisin’ y’all, start tellin’ yo’ gang go get inside
just took her to catch ny, yo’ girl got used to the [?] fries
[verse 2]
we’ll all parade yo’ block, my whole gang covered in stripes
b-tch tired of runnin’ with y’all, ho, come see what the cullinan like
you cooperate with them, boy, you can’t never stop runnin’ with us
on yo’ block broad day, don’t care, big bro make everyone run for they life
d-mn, where the f-ck my cup?
i just blew a [?] moncler coat
soon as we hit the pavement, sending every one of yo’ gang below
they on the way, just say [?], stay armed and dangerous

[chorus]
my clarence hot as f-ck, b-tch, this a presidential watch
he stay inside, he stuck there, boy ain’t ever had no opps
this month, i want a hunnid f-cking cars in my garage
he play ’round with my guys, then we all bomb him, no barrage
that t-shirt tired as f-ck, boy, when the h-ll is you plannin’ to shop?
yo’ shooter be lyin’ to y’all, that boy didn’t land not one d-mn shot
no, we ain’t surprisin’ y’all, start tellin’ yo’ gang go get inside
just took her to catch ny, yo’ girl got used to the [?] fries

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