letra de late - kasani
[intro]
(yeah)
(yeah, yeah)
(yeah)
(yeah, yeah)
(yeah)
(yeah, yeah)
(yeah)
(yeah, yeah)
(yeah)
(yeah, yeah)
(yeah)
[chorus]
yeah, i’m walking round’ with that stick (yeah, yeah, yeah)
huh, i pour a four in my tris’ (i put a four in my tris’)
yeah, i’m getting racks, they can’t do it like this
yeah, don’t try the gang know they got sticks (yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah, don’t try the gang cause we got some bl!cks’
yeah, i’m rocking latest, i’m rocking that fit
i pour that lean on my ricks
d-d-mn i just messed up my whole fit (yeah!)
yеah, when i got that check, i’ma go cash out (cash out)
yeah, my brothеr, yeah, he got the mac’s out (mac’s out)
said you where rich, but you got no racks now
yeah, we knew that boy was fake (yeah, yeah)
i got a glock to his face (yeah, ok)
yeah, i’m rocking a hoodie it’s bape
yo hoe wanna pull up, and she wanna’ taste
yeah, he said i’m broke put racks in his face
yeah, diamonds is wet ain’t talking bout’ lake
pull up to the show but you know, i’m late (yeah!)
but i’m getting cash at the bank (i’m getting cash)
i don’t even care what these n-ggas be sayin’ (i don’t really care!)
cause they really broke, they ain’t in my rank
yeah, i got the glock, yeah, i keep it tucked
my bro just wanna see blood
yeah, me and the gang going up
[bridge]
(yeah, ahh)
(yeah, ahh)
(yeah, i’m getting cash anyway)
(huh, these n-ggas they not in my rank)
(huh, man i’m laughing right to the bank)
[outro]
yeah, i’m walking round’ with that stick (yeah, yeah, yeah)
huh, i pour a four in my tris’ (i put a four in my tris’)
yeah, i’m getting racks, they can’t do it like this
yeah, don’t try the gang know they got sticks (yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah, don’t try the gang cause we got some bl!cks’
yeah, i’m rocking latest, i’m rocking that fit
i pour that lean on my ricks
d-d-mn i just messed up my whole fit (yeah!)
yeah, when i got that check, i’ma go cash out (cash out)
yeah, my brother, yeah, he got the mac’s out (mac’s out)
said you where rich, but you got no racks now
yeah, we knew that boy was fake (yeah, yeah)
i got a glock to his face (yeah, ok)
yeah, i’m rocking a hoodie it’s bape
yo hoe wanna pull up, and she wanna’ taste
yeah, he said i’m broke put racks in his face
yeah, diamonds is wet ain’t talking bout’ lake
pull up to the show but you know, i’m late (yeah!)
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