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letra de mozart - lelo (usa)

[verse]
b-tch, i’m tryna put the world on your chest, f-ck that chrome hearts
hoes on the net gotta try and skip the slow part
pearl’s into rap but she treat me like i’m mozart
baby, i ain’t finna bump heads, this ain’t go karts

i got real rich n-gga plans, f-ck a mopar
she say she don’t want this sh-t to end, well sh- th- don’t start
b-tch, i done glowed up on you, we ain’t grow apart
n-ggas really folded up on me, that’s the bold part

make my hood feel a lil curated, like i sold art
premie(?) ass n-gga like my son so we both sharp, n-gga

i got pfft on the way, know me cause i’m bad
bay, i’m tryna be your best, i ain’t tryna be your last
ain’t no sleep on this road, throw it to me ’til i crash
i got paid on my own, so i’m lonely to the bash

yеah

b-tch, i’m tryna put the world on your chest, this ain’t chrome hеarts
hoes on the net gotta try and skip the slow parts
yeah, leather on my chest, leather on my chest, put her on the check
if she real, b-tch you know the rest, i don’t want no rest
how it feel when i send that over text, and you know i’m next
still on my soul, so it’s known i’m gon’ overstep
ain’t no second chances, so i’m picky for my own sake
seeing where i’m sitting got you p-ssing in your own place

tryna waste the vin i hope it stick like it was on tape
i’m mad throwing fists cause i b-tchy in my own way
glancing at the new me said she miss me for my old ways
happy i ain’t gloomy, sh-t ain’t nothing like them old days

she say i ain’t got no time for her, oh you don’t say?
i was taught it ain’t bout what you do, it’s what you don’t say

yeah

and b-tch, i’m tryna put the world on your chest, f-ck that chrome hearts
hoes on the net gotta try and skip the slow parts
pearl’s into rap but she treat me like i’m mozart
baby, i ain’t finna bump heads, this ain’t go karts

i got real rich n-gga plans, f-ck a mopar
she say she don’t want this sh-t to end, well then don’t start
b-tch, i done glowed up on you, we ain’t grow apart
i know n-ggas folded up on me, that’s the bold part

make my hood feel a lil curated, like i sold art
premie(?) ass n-gga like my son so we both sharp, n-gga
[outro]
b-tch, i’m tryna put the world on your chest, f-ck that chrome hearts
yeah
new detroit, n-gga

- lelo usa

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