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letra de tokyolights - jxd!

[intro]
mmm, hi jayden
heyyy

[chorus]
(huh, ha!)
pull up with two sticks in my bag
got a romanian shooter named vlad
my pockets fat, so my pants is gon’ sag
i don’t want a pep talk, you is not my dad
ooh, everything gucci
gotta find home like gratuity tucci
(ha) ooh, she getting moody
she got a big booty, i call her judy

[verse 1]
don’t be mad your girl is choosing me
got all the water, got juice on me
life is just digital, call it sony
we live in a simulation, a movie
float like a b-tterfly, sting like a bee
you can not hang with me, go find a tree
this is too easy like 1-2-3
a-b-c, vetements on me
cartier frames on the eyes can’t see
vvs diamonds shining on my t–th
i’m countin’ up money don’t know how to read
i’m sick the head, wanna see sum’ bleed
that girl is so crazy, she’ll get your car keyed
i dunk on these boys like i’m joel embiid
seriously, who be as cold as me
i’m in my bag, i came back, i was 0 and 3
[chorus]
(ha!) pull up with two sticks in my bag
got a romanian shooter named vlad
my pockets fat, so my pants is gon’ sag
i don’t want a pep talk, you is not my dad
ooh, everything gucci
gotta find home like gratuity tucci
(ha) ooh, she getting moody
she got a big booty, i call her judy

[verse 2]
she moody like judy, all these boys is fruity
she want me to pull up and slurp on her smoothie
my diamonds so wet, i drip like a jacuzzi
took her to the bed, strechin’ (gimme your coochie!)
i’m feeling exquisite, put gabby in gucci
no this not a caddy, its a bag, its louis
she send me the addy i’m ’bout to pursuey
i been told y’all i’m the greatest but y’all knew it
(already)
masked up with the knife in my hand like i’m freddy
i slaughter ya daughter like (ha!) are ya ready
’cause when i pop out it’s a party, confetti
’cause my girl really got the wap, just like fetty
addicted to the guap, i think it’s a fetish
pull up in a tank, and i ain’t talking septic
pull up on the scene and you know it get hectic (yeah!)
[chorus]
(ha!) pull up with two sticks in my bag
got a romanian shooter named vlad
my pockets fat, so my pants is gon’ sag
i don’t want a pep talk, you is not my dad
ooh, everything gucci
gotta find home like gratuity tucci
(ha) ooh, she getting moody
she got a big booty, i call her judy

- jxd

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