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letra de dont cry - la4ss

[chorus]
forty-four (forty-four)
sixty-four (sixty-four)
fifty-five (fifty-five)
i was on the interstate with bricks (woo)
doing the speed limit tryna make it past the troopers to the other side (skrrt)
they call me mr. carbon
i drop the dope in a blender and i shake it up, i ain’t mixin’ coffee
say “ah, ah, ah” and get up off (ah, ah, ah)
bad-bad, no cray-cray (cray-cray)
i pull up in a holy ls (woo)
two-fifty cash in a louis bag, i carry that on my side (on my side)
whatcha mad for? i gave you years to shine, n-gga, it’s my time
whatcha cryin’ for? i pulled a urus in cali now my car flyin’ (skrrt)
they callin’, i line ’em up and then i buck ’em down (skrrt)
that dope was too fire, he overdosed but he callin’ back right now (brrt)
[verse 1]
one-seventy (sevеnty)
two-seventy (two-sevеnty)
three-sixty-five, i been juggin’ ’round and ’round
i’m chargin’ half time, bone grill for the ice right now
my homie get them zips for three when i come back in town
front streets (front streets), side streets (side streets)
back streets (back streets), i’m playin’ all of those
i got a young n-gga with me ready to rambo
they thought they had me boxed in but i got too many ways though

[chorus]
forty-four (forty-four)
sixty-four (sixty-four)
fifty-five (fifty-five)
i was on the interstate with bricks (woo)
doing the speed limit tryna make it past the troopers to the other side (skrrt)
they call me mr. carbon
i drop the dope in a blender and i shake it up, i ain’t mixin’ coffee
say “ah, ah, ah” and get up off (ah, ah, ah)
bad-bad, no cray-cray (cray-cray)
i pull up in a holy ls (woo)
two-fifty cash in a louis bag, i carry that on my side (on my side)
whatcha mad for? i gave you years to shine, n-gga, it’s my time
whatcha cryin’ for? i pulled a urus in cali now my car flyin’ (skrrt)
they callin’, i line ’em up and then i buck ’em down (skrrt)
that dope was too fire, he overdosed but he callin’ back right now (brrt)
[verse 2]
infiniti’s (infiniti’s), srt’s (srt’s)
audi’s (audi’s), i’m about to stress the streets
that m5 got a chip in it that you can’t dip and cheat
i go to foreigns to pick my cars, it’s horsepower in these
(skrrt, skrrt)
(skrrt-skrrt, skrrt)
(skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) that’s how i be doin’ them over when i hit they cherries on ’em
fat white boy in the ditch, that fire truck, i’m finna bury homie
f-ck my princ-p-l, she called my mama and keep on tellin’ on me
f around me, ho (’round me, ho)
benzo (benzo)
zl one coat
i’m pushin’ down his block like swoosh (swoosh)
hang out the window like jason tatum and pull up, shoot (pull up, shoot)
junkies hittin’ that line, my girlfriend like “where you headed to?” (brrt)

- la4ss

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