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letra de about me - kentheman

[verse 1]
say i look good, i feel good, got n-ggas in my face a lot
you know i’m a star so i’ma really need my sp-ce around me
real-ass b-tch, it ain’t never been nothin’ fake about me
but raggedy-ass b-tches always writing up them statements ’bout me
b-tch can’t even keep her house, how she gon’ keep up with me?
black truck when they pull up on me, no, this ain’t no uber either
and i ride behind tint, they lying if they say they see her
she thought she was f-cking with me (no-n0body gon’ believe her)

[chorus]
b-tches salty, i do that to them often
versace on my feet and you know your daddy bought them
n-ggas for the streets so you know i never house them
i’m like a gps, i’ma reroute them
mm, gemini, send ’em where i found them
i ain’t met a n-gga worth keeping, how i lost ’em
super costly, i know he hate he lost me
i don’t want the n-gga if he not all about me
[verse 2]
ayy, got that check, let me see it, let me flip it
ayy, i got some p-ssy, you can suck if you ain’t selfish
i stay in the mirror, i’m conceited, i can’t help it
put it in his face, him and the p-ssy took a selfie
him and the p-ssy got acquainted
i’m toxic, now she treat him like a stranger
four shots of that don got me feeling all wavy
now i’m finna call my ex and get to talking to him crazy
ayy, never mind, i’m tripping, i shouldn’t have mixed that henny
i just want that d-ck, bae, don’t think i’m in my feelings
let’s get back to these b-tches that never tend to they children
’cause they taking care of these n-ggas
i be on vacation, they be living through my pictures

[chorus]
b-tches salty, i do that to them often (do that to them often)
versace on my feet and you know your daddy bought them (oh)
n-ggas for the streets so you know i never house them
i’m like a gps, i’ma reroute them (i’ma reroute them)
mm, gemini, send ’em where i found them (where i found them)
i ain’t met a n-gga worth keeping, how i lost ’em (how i lost ’em)
super costly, i know he hate he lost me
i don’t want the n-gga if he not all about me (he not all about me)

[outro]
and i don’t give a f-ck about no n-gga
her n-gga, your n-gga, those n-ggas
‘specially not no living with his ho n-gga
‘specially not them broke n-ggas
like ‘specially not them car in the shop n-ggas
for years, n-ggas, where your whip, n-gga?
and you sorry, where your kids, n-gga?
b-tch-ass n-gga, they don’t live with ’em

- kentheman

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