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letra de faygo - kc purp

running ’round my city bitty got my top down
leaned out, beaned out
shawty got a man

men in black
red and black
vision like i’m sasuke
smoking too much gas i think it’s gonna be a long day
riding ’round the city with a wood, i like trees now
i won’t let these silly thots invade inside my treehouse
running ’round my city wit’ a bitty got my top down
leaned out, beaned out, shawty got a man down
men in black
red and black
vision like i’m sasuke
smoking too much gas i think it’s gonna be a long day

[?]
once i met this b-tch, she like beyoncé
couldn’t stand her voice but i could get behind her head, wait
took that b-tch and worked her all night like a missing essay
after we were done i p-ssed her off onto my essays
lately, guess i just been feeling like a tool, aye
always getting p-ssed around the room like i’m a juul, aye
never talking to the people at my f-ckin’ school
’cause everybody fake they just add fire to my fuel, aye
fire to my fuel, aye
imma just start this duel, aye
imma just start right battle like fortnite
right ’em all off as shoot
got a big bag it holds my loot
took a big step for what i do
fill him with holes now he’s a flute
if twelve come round now i’m a mute

yeah
riding ’round in the front seat
imma eat these rappers up, to me they’re just some lunch meat
all we smoke is trees, ’cause my mom said “get your broccoli”
i won’t let these thots invade my life, i mean it honestly

riding ’round my city wit’ a bitty got my top down
leaned out, beaned out, shawty got a man down
men in black
red and black
vision like i’m sasuke
smoking too much gas i think it’s gonna be a long day

aye
purple codeine in my faygo
trappin’ in my boots i’m stomping thots out like diego
all these silly thots they make me wanna grab a draco
i just f-cked that b-tch and then i said “hasta luego”
yeah
i’m on a board just like lego
you can kiss my -ss, i’ll grow it back, b-tch i’m a gecko
i can hear the chime these rappers copy me, got echoes
f-ckin’ with a line, mixed it in with my fresco
b-tch i’m going nuts, i get my weed from odesto
i can make ’em gone in a poof, call it “presto”
i been making green on my own, i got pesto
she said “are you fine?” i just shrug, said “i guess so”
trapping when i’m fine, honestly i know we’re next up
livin’ on a line, i got time, i’m still messed up

- kc purp

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