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letra de rat race - icebirds

[intro]
(dylvinci got the code)
(hey, glumboy)
a-aye

[chorus]
that boy broke, he in last place
for the money, you know it’s a rat race
i’ma get to it, i’on care what a b-tch say
let the choppa’ and it sing like whitney
if you a opp, you’on wanna’ go against me
free tay-k and free lil’ [?]
sippin’ lean, ain’t sippin’ no remy
exotic gas, you know i smoke good weed
these boys broke, don’t even believe ‘em
i gotta’ get to the bag ‘cause i need ‘em
stack up the money, know i gotta’ keep ‘em
the way that i smoke, you’ll think it’s illegal
stay down, always stay wit’ my people
know that we in thе field like a bengal

[verse]
shе a bad b-tch, think i wanna’ keep her (dylvinci got the code)
the way that she talking, she think that i need her
up the heat like he catching a fever
ice on my wrist, you think i’m anemic
get to the bands, i’m running up digits
low-key when i slide around the city
i’m in h-town, know i stay sippin’
not mike jones, but i’m steady tippin’
leave me alone, you not really wit’ me
that boy a clone, he wanna’ be me
know we gon’ f-ck up a check for no reason
ballin’ all year, ballin’ out four seasons
he wear a mask, but he not a demon
have my n-ggas rob you for no reason
these n-ggas hatin’ on me and i’m peepin’
i’m in the water, i’m deep in
that boy broke, he ain’t got no bands, man (dylvinci got the code)
f-cking his b-tch ‘cause she is a fan (hey, glumboy)
[chorus]
that boy broke, he in last place
for the money, you know it’s a rat race
i’ma get to it, i’on care what a b-tch say
let the choppa’ and it sing like whitney
if you a opp, you’on wanna’ go against me
free tay-k and free lil’ [?]
sippin’ lean, ain’t sippin’ no remy
exotic gas, you know i smoke good weed
these boys broke, don’t even believe ‘em
i gotta’ get to the bag ‘cause i need ‘em
stack up the money, know i gotta’ keep ‘em
the way that i smoke, you’ll think it’s illegal
stay down, always stay wit’ my people
know that we in the field like a bengal

[verse]
she a bad b-tch, think i wanna’ keep her (dylvinci got the code)
the way that she talking, she think that i need her
up the heat like he catching a fever
ice on my wrist, you think i’m anemic
get to the bands, i’m running up digits
low-key when i slide around the city
i’m in h-town, know i stay sippin’
not mike jones, but i’m steady tippin’
leave me alone, you not really wit’ me
that boy a clone, he wanna’ be me
know we gon’ f-ck up a check for no reason
ballin’ all year, ballin’ out four seasons
he wear a mask, but he not a demon
have my n-ggas rob you for no reason
these n-ggas hatin’ on me and i’m peepin’
i’m in the water, i’m deep in
[outro]
dylvinci got the code
hey, glumboy

- icebirds

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