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letra de wishlist - kenny allstar & artan

[intro: artan]
i got bread to make
my bae looks good and my rent is paid
i like this zoot and my head’s in sp-ce
never did—
(beam me up, scotty)

[verse 1: artan]
can’t be sat on my hands all day, i got bread to make
my bae looks good and my rent is paid
i like this zoot and my head’s in sp-ce
never did much in school, more time, had a free five stashed in my pencil case
tryna get rich, wasn’t meant to fake on you, bae, i’ma change my ways (i’ma change my ways)
she can’t be mine if she can’t use chopsticks or if her fake tan looks like, “what’s this?”
ex-girl might describe me as toxic, new ting says right now, i’m on boss sh-t
therapist said he thinks that i lost it, at least i consume weed, not conflicts (at least)
got a link in west end wealdstone and i’m prepared to say she wants it

[chorus: artan]
if you’re gonna top me in the morning, might get ’em, at least breakfast in (that’s right)
gentleman, i’m a real nice guy, if i’m gettin’ a bag or some checks come in (i’m a good guy)
just moved outta the hood, got a new penthouse to fix up the mess i’m in
bought crypto just for my next of kin, i’m next to win, why? i make it look easy (i make it look easy)
i know your ex is mad right now ’cause he just wanna be me (man, he just wanna be me)
just dropped a bag on your b-tch, bro, look at me now, i’m feelin’ like breezy (hah)
her pops says that i’m a gentleman, her mum keeps callin’ me cheeky (brrt)
well, she was the one on my wishlist, ayy, big up my genie (big up my genie)
[verse 2: artan]
and first off, i don’t want no drama
in my past life, i was a ganja farmer
all my new tracks like molten lava
i would go hers, but i beefed with her father
i would eat her for my breakfast, but first things first, i need some top for starters (i need that)
this girl just wants me for lava
turn off my phone and i bent my charger
i was stuck in my overdraft for months, accountant thinks i’m a c-nt (he thinks i’m a c-nt)
my plug keep sellin’ me runtz, but i’m puttin’ this three-point-five in a blunt
i’ve been goin’ uptown for brunch while the mandem goin’ down south for conch
these labels say i’m a bit too much ’cause i speak my mind and i’m too turnt up (true, true)

[outro: artan]
big up my genie
big up my genie, ayy

- kenny allstar artan

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