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letra de duffy - kid fob

[intro]
(not again)
yeah

[chorus]
louis v chain on a duffy
look at the sweater, it ain’t stussy
if i wasn’t rich, then would you really love me?
all this hissing now you can’t be my buddy
step on these goons now my louboutins bl–dy
yeah
tapped 20 swipes on a card now it’s flooded
this the lifestyle i want, yeah i love it
i’ve been the pressure
they see how i’m coming
if you start talking big, then don’t at me
i bolted to bands like a track meet
they see how i’m balling, they hack me
sh-t crazy that i ain’t no athlete
took me a while to get here
lux to sports, had to switch gears
dreams in a loft, at the top pier
got the palm angels printed on cashmere

[verse 1]
if i told nunu slide, he gon’ get there
if i sold them all lies, i’m on crosshairs
swerving big jeeps to dodge all the crack fares
we was deep in the mud, just to split hairs
hol’ up, the stock ain’t attached
all these racks, had to stash in the bag
hear this sound, and they run it right back
say i switch up, they feeling attacked
yeah, yeah
that crazy feeling from bossing out the burrows
pipe it up, till it’s loud like a kettle
until i’m up, ain’t got no time to settle
beat it up, now her legs feel like jell-o
paint on her face donatello
hmm
sticky to drip like vel-cro
i play her heart like a cel-lo
she boujie, but come from the ghetto
hmm
[bridge]
duffy
now all of these girls wanna f-ck with me just cause i’m getting a little bit of money
it’s when i stuck my toes in balencis, and now they won’t say that i be walking funny
i told myself i had to do this alone, i don’t need no one to do it for me
i pray to god, and i put it above me
yeah

[chorus]
louis v chain on a duffy (duffy)
look at the sweater, it ain’t stussy (stussy)
if i wasn’t rich, then would you really love me? (love me)
all this hissing now you can’t be my buddy (buddy)
step on these goons now my louboutins bl–dy (bl–dy, yeah)
yeah
tapped 20 swipes on a card now it’s flooded
this the lifestyle i want, yeah i love it
i’ve been the pressure
they see how i’m coming
if you start talking big, then don’t at me
i bolted to bands like a track meet
they see how i’m balling, they hack me
sh-t crazy that i ain’t no athlete
took me a while to get here
lux to sports, had to switch gears
dreams in a loft, at the top pier
got the palm angels printed on cashmere, yeah
[verse 2]
i really just pulled out the racks
these n-ggas, they really just talking like that
now these n-ggas see me shop at the saks fifth
now i’m really talking that, sh-t
swab told me hop in the whip
pull up inside and then we just go skrrt (skrrt)
all of my dogs on the loose
they way too hungry, they came out the dirt
yeah
we came out the dirt
that b-tch say she love me
she just wanna f-ck me
but really, she just wanna flirt
hmm
cdg for the shirt
got her louis v for the purse (yeah)
put the car in reverse
yeah
bad b-tch, she f-ck in reverse, yeah

- kid fob

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