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letra de scyro (bonus) - kaine carter

[verse 1: mucci gane]
mu-
mucci-
mucci gane
got a gucci bag and a wristband, plain jane, got a tooly bag with the-
with the grip grain, gucci mane
i see foolies mane
tag a n-gga in the frame
(and you know i run it)
got the-
got the-
ben-
benz and i’m switching lanes
window pane
got a n-gga searching for the fame, no shame
nv got them gangs, ’bout to-
bout to-
stain-
knock ’em off the train
all i hear is pain-
pain!
(whoa!)
sipping on champagne, rolling-
stain-
stains!
black benz boys, balling in the game
(whoa!)
groupies on my chains
diamonds-
diamonds on my-
diamonds!-
diamonds!-
bouta hit them thangs
ya girl my biggest fan

[hook: kaine carter]
stu-
stupid money, man
muy money, man
groovy money, man
stu-
stu-
they just can’t un-
stu-
stupid!-
party all night till i can’t stand, you know them n-ggas gotta get them bands
stupid money, man
muy money, man
groovy money, man
groovy-
groovy-
-man!
they just can’t understand
party all night till i can’t stand, you know them n-ggas gotta get them bands
stupid money, man
muy money, man-
man
groovy money, man
juvie money, man
they just-
man!-
man!-
party all night till i can’t stand, you know them n-ggas gotta get them band-
bands
stupid money, man
muy money, man
groovy money, man
ju-
juvie money, man
they just-
man-
man-
party all night till i can’t stand, you know them n-ggas gotta get them bands

[break: kaine carter]
the beat may change, but the beat don’t stop. (x2)
(i’m riding through the bronx in a drop)

[verse 2: kaine carter]
m-u-c-c-i whipping down the southside
clout live
scouts hide
got your b-tch’s mouth wide
slanging bars immaculate as fros or designer clothes, wrist king midas
hand dipped in gold
coldest in the game with the iciest flow
(mucci gane spitting cyro)
wrist ice cold spitting that cyro
yeah we getting high though
song getting stuck all up in your mind though, this is that
(mucci gane spitting cyro)
i’m jetting down the block living how i live
the cops ain’t whoop my -ss today count it as a win
selling rocks but i never had it
you selling rock but you never had it
milly rock on any block and any planet
bust through the scene pull up with a baddy
dark skin
hair curled and boy you know its nappy
tryna get so rich it feel like they’re throwing money at me
the money don’t make you
you make the money happy
i’ma keep blowing these o’s while my n-ggas dabbing
f-ck the top spot, boy i’ma let you have it
i don’t need no spot to earn i’m on g.o.a.t. status
next year i’m turning 21 already savage
n-ggas who be speaking greasy
making sh-t dramatic
won’t let you oppers have it (x2)

[outro: mucci gane]
plain jane wrist, main chick wanna give me a kiss
(can’t let you oppers have my bullsh-t, get off my d-ck)
icy twist
plain jane wrist, main chick wanna give me a kiss cuz she already know what it is
nv in this b-tch

- kaine carter

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