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letra de you gone see - k camp

[intro]
yeah (uh huh, uh huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
okay (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
wait, aha (let’s go)

[verse]
this that bun b, that pimp c, that texas aura, that dj screw
blessed to be in this situation, but this still don’t equal what i’m ’bout to do
god flow, i know i’ma run the game, just some sh-t that i know
i go anywhere that i desire, turn it to a light show
straight drop, young n-gga workin’, just tryna get a plate pop
ayy, stop, i just need your b-tch for a second, that’s some great top
rap game so inconsistent, me losin’? that’s not consistent
bad boy, young isaiah, eighty-eight detroit pistons
signеd up for the show business, thesе n-ggas got no business
always talkin’ that broke business, [?] business
you see what i see, thought years ago we was set free
sh-t, nowadays everything twisted, gotta watch my back for the police
ride the beat like a old caprice, let y’all have that twitter beef
rather count up a hunnid k, maybe seventy-five, sh-t had to [?]
old rappers tryna make peace, too busy checkin’ my sky [?]
delta put me in the diamond club, cran’ apple, baby, all smiles
made your b-tch grab a wet towel, kiss my neck, then wipe my down
can’t escape no crazy b-tch, everywhere i go i swear they all around
tied up like shoe strings, left the old for a new fling
the head better, the p-ssy wetter and i don’t like your mood swings
i don’t like these broke boys, really thuggin’ all in the comments
meanwhile i’m sendin’ d-ck pics to your b-tch, b-tch, you better pay homage
cosign my d-mn self, still catch me in the top forty
me and bobby like snoop and dre, like jay and ye, like drake and 40
hit the gas station, grab a forty, send the wire, i’ma need forty
just bought me a new forty, puma’d down, i’m real sporty
legendary like berry gordy, i will never buy a b-tch a yorkie
did that, regret the sh-t, you need me like a work permit
i throw that d-ck, then you throw a fit, stop playin’ check the point of view
b-tch, i’m hot like a bowl of stew, tell your main b-tch to follow through
h-ll yeah, i’m tryna ball too, from the three-o-five to the two-one-three
plenty doubted, but i’m still here, i ain’t budgin’, b-tch, yeah, you gon’ see
[outro]
let’s go, you gon’ see
let’s go, you gon’ see
ayy, you gon’ see
plenty doubted, but i’m still here, i ain’t budgin’, b-tch, yeah (you gon’ see)

- k camp

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