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letra de tsunami - leesta

[intro]
ay-ayo tommi, turn it up, let’s go

[chorus]
tommi
i’ma get on this beat, it remind me of one of vani’s
i’ma call the mob, plan out and execute a homi’
put my neck up on dasani, on tsunami
designer eating, i spent three hundred on a steak and edamame
in a foreign with tints, it ain’t no chance you saw me
get it poppin’ on them adderalls, i eat that sh-t like molly
push up maseratis
roll the window down, bro knocked his head up off his body
all this ice up on my neck, they tryna check, i tote the stick like hockey
[verse 1]
call me leesta gretzky
all this water on my nеck, nowadays i need a jet ski
haters tryna knock me off my path and rеdirect me
constantly pouring lean in pepsi
i’m ‘bout to show your b-tch, she said she never seen a bentley
she ain’t ever seen a supercar
nervous around me ‘cause she never seen a superstar
i push a rover like i’m tryna take the coupe to mars
i push up, model s, i gotta get the coupe to charge, yeah
had to run this money up
serial k!ller when it come these beats, i go honey nuts
got it out the dirt, that’s why i’m sippin’ on this muddy cup
can’t believe my lil brother died, that sh-t still f-ck me up
can’t believe my bro died
ball out on the field, i’m finna go wide
if she told me she didn’t suck my d-ck, lil bro, your hoe lied
i could get his whole team whacked and he still won’t slide
[?] the realest, i still caught up playing both sides

[chorus]
tommi
i’ma get on this beat, it remind me of one of vani’s
i’ma call the mob, plan out and execute a homi’
put my neck up on dasani, on tsunami
designer eating, i spent three hundred on a steak and edamame
in a foreign with tints, it ain’t no chance you saw me
get it poppin’ on them adderalls, i eat that sh-t like molly
push up maseratis
roll the window down, bro knocked his head up off his body
all this ice up on my neck, they tryna check, i tote the stick like hockey
[verse 2]
push up in a ‘vette, i’m f-ckin’ his b-tch in doggy
tryna get the head sloppy, i’m off the meds probably
ran it up, they said i’m getting c-cky, but they just talkin’
you can’t show a girl no love, that’s what my ex-b-tch taught me
running out of love but i been getting to the profit
i was taught, if you got it, pop it, i know that i got it
k!lling every track, don’t matter if it’s ignorant or melodic
dropping all these tracks, that’s why i dropped up out of college
feel like it was meant to be and you can’t tell me different
ride ‘round with a lot of rods but you won’t catch me fishing
and even though you broke my heart, you still won’t ever catch me switching
even though you broke my heart, ran off in the cold, left me distant

- leesta

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