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letra de coastin' 2 - j fado

yo, baby imma blow your back out, fk your t–th
put you in position spin around counting man now
i know ive been ghost fot a minute but im back now
coming for it proper i dont need a fing ando
nah watch me do this on my ones
f-ck a label give me seven figures or im gone
i had their advanced money when i was kid at 18
talk wallet to me brother oh its long you now what im on
stack bread get your bands up bro
hey i cant hear sh-t bl–dy bankrupt
feds pull the whip talking straps put your hands up
officer i dont know sh-t why you mad cause
i aint impressed by that road life act
on all dawns running out to really shot an let it clap but
i dont even have to do none of that
so much money in the bank from my verse on that track
yo, i get caught while your here on a kid four
i got one girl body create i hit that sh-t rock
big toes what im gonna do when i hit doors
off in the scene come back and i mix more
time, every lyrics on time
flows too clean they can never sound like that guy
oh my ive been feeling like im winning so fly
that im only getting started oh my oh my oh my
i came in the game hit a milli quick
trap on my level took a break now im k!lling this
back for my future for the fame couldnt give a sh-t
i just need racks in a safe and the biggest whips
theres n0body like me in my hometown
wonder how i do it not kid b-tch i grow now
i slow now pace is back on watch me go now
track off the track i aint stopping till i blow now whoa
l!cked another flow unique i heard they wanna do me
like your brother whos in
my life suck a movie im active i dont do sleep
grinding be the motive only on it if it suits me
ill be making moves, going stews, driving home
touching yall to the sweetest ting
and yeah i love it when she screams and sh-t
i might hit it one way and then remix it
beacasue you now what im on
stack bread get your bands up bro
hey i cant hear sh-t bl–dy bankrupt
feds pull the whip talking straps put your hands up
officer i dont know sh-t why you mad cause
i aint impressed by that road life act
on all dawns running out to really shot an let it clap but
i dont even have to do none of that
so much money in the bank from my verse on that track
she now me im on job im gonna break it down when im on top
tell my girl give me slop top
roll one imma buy you what you want from a shop shop
tracks gonna make your head wanna bop bop
but its just that freestyle ting yeah
im back up in the scene i know they feel my ting
i aint stopping till the motherf-ckers take me in
stack bread get your bands up bro
hey i cant hear sh-t bl–dy bankrupt
feds pull the whip talking straps put your hands up
officer i dont know sh-t why you mad cause
i aint impressed by that road life act
on all dawns running out to really shot an let it clap but
i dont even have to do none of that
so much money in the bank from my verse on that track

- j fado

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