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letra de omg - leesta

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[intro]
spazzin’ now, pluto

[chorus]
yeah, i just poured a lil tech, a lil wock
and [?] give a f-ck ’bout the cops
and i pull up in a lamb’ with an exhaust
if you hating on me, you already took a loss
pouring up tech, they thought i coughed
rolling up gas, yeah, i’m rolling up nos
i got so many bands, she like, “oh my gosh”

[verse 1]
omg, all these b-tches, they notice me
i got her singing like jodeci
i asked if she wanna link, she was like, “totally”
my ex-girl ain’t never gon’ get over me
smoking gas and i’m pouring lean
and my b-tch, she bad, she on me
and i’m so geeked up like tony
and i’m so slimed up, you know me
yeah, i’m geekеd, got money all season
got bars, i’m geekin’
and i might blow a bag for no reason
yеah, i might blow a bag up in neiman’s
i’m top-tier and you ain’t even decent
might call jake, see what’s good with them pieces
still making beats, yeah, i’m scooping up leases
and i’m still juggin’, see what’s good with them visas
and they hit, spend a band on them kicks, no karate
i might scoop your gf in a masi’
and i got a shooter with me and he got me
and the clip long like kevin kazi
and i’m getting real rich like roddy
i just know what i’m worth, i ain’t c-cky
and i’m sipping tech ’til the cup gets soggy, yeah
[bridge]
you don’t even know me, why you hatin’?
new balenciagas, these are not no f-ckin’ asics
got up and got a bag ’cause i been too tired of waiting
please don’t try my patience, got a k!ller with a mask like jason

[verse 2]
rollin’ with a b-tch and she basic
i don’t even want her, you can take her
my neck wet, dripping like glaciers
got a shooter with a glock and a laser
got your girl screaming like she in labor
i just hit her once, i ain’t finna save her
and i’m geeked off drugs like a rager
do the dash in a whip like a racer
lil leesta blowing up just like a bomb
i’m rolling up gas, doing the dash, living wrong
these bars, they keep me calm
and a moncler keep me warm
don’t talk down, boy, we got arms
i wouldn’t even look at me wrong, yeah

[chorus]
yeah, i just poured a lil tech, a lil wock
and [?] give a f-ck ’bout the cops
and i pull up in a lamb’ with an exhaust
if you hating on me, you already took a loss
pouring up tech, they thought i coughed
rolling up gas, yeah, i’m rolling up nos
i got so many bands, she like, “oh my gosh”

- leesta

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