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letra de who that - komett & yung robbin

[intro: komett]
ayy, yuh, yuh

[verse 1: komett]
on the beach with my feet up
b-tch i might ‘lapse smoking pack we goin’ eat up
wish i could wife but i know i can’t because
‘cause i know she a eater
hol’ up, hol’ up we ain’t know you
and i’m smokin’ on gas not no o2
as i split up the girl with the ogs
we goin’ run up the n-ggas that owe me

[chorus: komett]
like who that, who that
makin’ noise you better speak up, ayy
too much bass in my speakers
don’t send us text unless you know we goin’ link up
hit from the back think that d-ck make her weaker
who dat, who dat
makin’ noise you better speak up
benz all white, hol’ up boy who got that reefer?
break up the girl with my n-ggas that slept with
if she got ass then you know i’m goin f-ck her

[verse 2: yung robbin]
i’m a trap n-gga, with a certified b-tch
you can’t drink with my team when we pour out the six
pop out right when we shoot and make sure you don’t miss
leave them shots in your coupe so you know who it is
like pack up the blunt, b-tch this gas what i’m smoking
look at my my wrist thought these vv’s, i’m pointing
and i might take your b-tch if you leave in a moment
get high off my stick when this b-tch get to smokin’
shawty smashed the team like your last ho
n-gga f-ck what you asked though
uber your b-tch send her right back to your crib
and i know she like dope by the way she can blow
runnin’ up ’til my bank got them o’s
n-ggas want to talk but get scared by the four, ayy
and my forty leave ‘em gone like a night cap
this glock got a d-ck so it’s g-y if you fight back

[verse 3: komett]
ayy, i fly around when i move
only thing up in coach is my bags when i do
i don’t worry bout sh-t just pop pills when i’m blue
keep a strap as my weapon and glocks for the crew, lil b-tch
thought you know this
if you ain’t gonna f-ck get the f-ck out the lotus
pop n-gga when i pull out the beam
you get, drop n-gga with or without your team

[chorus: komett]
like who that, who that
makin noise you better speak up, ayy
too much bass in my speakers
don’t send us text unless you know we goin’ link up
hit from the back think that d-ck make her weaker
who dat, who dat
makin’ noise you better speak up
benz all white, hol’ up boy who got that reefer?
break up the girl with my n-ggas that slept with
if she got ass then you know i’m goin f-ck her

- komett yung robbin

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