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letra de svedka jansport - joey aich

[intro]
you don’t know who you are
you don’t know what you do to me, yeah

[verse 1]
she hid her svedka in a camelback
kept a gram in her jansport
her white chucks tainted them raybans hid her plans for finessing free tickets and tell her friends that we steady
to come around when we celebrate and drop the confetti
my high days
used to pilot talk to spitta andretti then drop the clothes when she ready
i always asked for the becky
then she would dip into a honda or chevy
(not telling) and (still not telling) was jelly like
fast forward aich4 rebuild
rebrand, draft picks, seek thrills
lowkey stacking up the meek mills
windmill, nique feel
hawk wings on me, 21 jersey
been bitten by some snakes turned to 24 kobe
quarterback aich spent my quarters on aichfiles
tom brady clutch i deliver
yeah, i wrote a song about vacation
after a show she waited and told me she loved the message and hope she can spend some days and weeks bringing up conversations
that if i make it i’ll take her above the moon show her love in some distance places
all i had to do was make a song, get some stream money, make these rapping shows feel like sing-a-longs
i smiled and said “it’s gon take some practice and some patience”
she laughed and said she’ll never wait around if it’s gon take that long
d-mn
[hook]
you don’t know who you are
you don’t know what you do to me
yeah
you don’t know who you are
you don’t know what you do to me
yeah

[verse 2: dom deshawn]
brief history, last girls i’ve been with:
one happy, one moved, other one is pregnant
and it is not mine, i think it’s quite fine to move on from the past and not age like fine wine some stories don’t have a happy ending
much better not to have expectations
brings on certain feelings
thoughts of a wedding and some children, present day when you view you see a villain
like the joker
face poker
sucking happiness away like novels by bram stoker
couldn’t get enough always came over, nowadays when you in bed you rollover
dang
seasons change huh
here comes the rain, splashing puddles of alcohol to cover pain mayne
got d-mn it’s a crying shame
got d-mn it’s a crying shame

[hook]
you don’t know who you are
you don’t know what you do to me
yeah
you don’t know who you are
you don’t know what you do to me
yeah

- joey aich

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