
letra de gman - javiri
(hook)
you can’t get like me
i dont need none but a plain white tee
she dont got a thing i need
everything i say goes i mean it
she real bad boujee and mean
she on body the second i meet her
she got a bad b-tch demeanor
back at my crib i ain’t know she was a singer
got to try out the whole friend group ‘cus im single
real bad b-tch in balenci pink mink coat
step off the tracks what the f-ck you cross me for
ain’t sh-t else explaining it that b-tch evil
and this hoe so bad she stroking my ego
i dont care about sh-t unless its me or my people
talk down on my dead guys put you in a sinkhole
you or the money what the f-ck do you think hoe?
is that sh-t real what the f-ck do you think bro
in the long run how does it f-ck with you think mo’
when i die who the f-ck gonna be there, me so
dont get attached to none of these freak folks
all the opps d-ck ride yeah they deep throat
yeah he in a private ride where he going
they like javi dont stop just keep going
ain’t sh-t out of range for me yeah she going
how the f-ck im coming yeah she knowing
hour glass shape im bout to f-cking eat on
in a sour mood ‘cus that hoe got me annoyed
out of country perfectly cooked steak enjoy it
you ain’t making no hits boy
trying to get like m but you can’t ‘cus im it boy
gotta speedrun this sh-t floor it
one thing about me i dont need no b-tch to flourish
and you way to old to be hopping off the porch
log cabin bnb got my hoe in a forest
they saying stories about me but that sh-t be distorted
they be way more mad when i f-cking ignore it
thats what the f-ck you vall bliss of ignorance
pick a random hoe take her out to eat in florence
one day you gotta lock some sh-t down put it in a storage
desperate ass trying to get us to f-ck with you by force
to do half the sh-t i do takes some high courage
big ass crib straight cash yeah its my fort
she want to bag come to me and tell me im foreign
i can’t even f-cking lie im going for it
i wear all the clothes i buy i can’t store em
this lifestyle has a price that you can’t afford
ombre leather scent yeah its tom ford
she said she the prize b-tch im already bored
he keep crying about some b-tch i already scored
you doing everything you can but you should do some more
when i was down bad i got off the f-cking floor
balenciaga pants damaged they touch the floor
we woke up early so she let me f-ck some more
i told her give me sp-ce she gave me underscore
(hook 2x)
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