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letra de out the margin - leostaytrill

[verse 1]
if your figures ain’t 4 or 5
don’t bother comin’ outside
don’t complain ’bout stress
‘cah your phone ain’t pingin’ off more than mine
and she tryna be more than wife
bellin’ me more than twice
speaking on me is a borderline
but n-ggas keep doing it all the time

[chorus]
online she was calling me fine
i’m telling her slide, but she didn’t want buck me
back out the wah wah, tell her “come suck me”
don’t want wahala, tell her “don’t touch me”
back out the guala, run it up monthly
dolce & gabbana, put it on comfy
say “leo, why you really lovе brush me”
running up racks in the week, don’t rush me

[verse 2]
run it- run it up quickly
[?]
camеra make my eyes go ch-nky
4 figures to ice my pinky
if you got a bag for the kid then send it
say i don’t f-ck with a man, then i meant it
kid move mad in the city, like kendrick
my bad if i got a rapper offended
[bridge]
f-ck all the barking
trill come fill up the market
nah, nah girl don’t step out the margin
nah, nah girl get swapped out regardless
rah, rah trill come f-ck up your arches
still make bread from the mornin’
nah, nah still make bread while the other man snorin’
now it explains why them n-ggas ain’t chartin’

[verse 3]
nine bills for the kicks and they light up
should i cop a size down or a size up
taking pics on a date, got me tied up
wanna f-ck with a boss, tell her line up
wanna f-ck with a boss, tell her wait there
calm down, i ain’t paying for your fake hair
you’re broke, ain’t a penny going mayfair
16 doing deals in the same year
pain in my heart, can’t fill this void
50/50 let’s flip this coin
by 2050 it’s mainstream noise
but they can’t dismiss me, i been this boy
2020 make plenty 20, their pockets empty, big business boy
love the benzes, love the bentley
but f-ck the talking, let’s bring this toy
[bridge]
f-ck all the barking
trill come fill up the market
nah, nah girl don’t step out the margin
nah, nah girl get swapped out regardless
rah, rah trill come f-ck up your arches
still make bread from the mornin’
nah, nah still make bread while the other man snorin’
now it explains why them n-ggas ain’t chartin’

[chrous]
online she was calling me fine
i’m telling her slide, but she didn’t want buck me
back out the wah wah, tell her “come suck me”
don’t want wahala, tell her “don’t touch me”
back out the guala, run it up monthly
dolce & gabbana, put it on comfy
say “leo, why you really love brush me”
running up racks in the week, don’t rush me
run it- run it up quickly

- leostaytrill

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