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letra de costa rica - lil darius & rot ken

[intro]
(lingo)
(yeah, goyard)

[chorus: lil darius]
just met a plug out in costa rica (costa rica)
what you want bet? i can get it for cheaper (for cheaper)
i gotta ball and put on for my people (my people)
you tryna get money? come here, i’ma teach you (teach you)
i’m going lamb’ truck for the weekend, you hear when i mash it, i don’t even got a beep it (beep it)
i got a bad b-tch, she a 10 and i’m havin’ them racks, so she ready to eat it (to eat it)
moncler on my jacket, that just for this season (this season)
getting to that money, the only thing that please me (pleasе me)
push start the lamb’ truck, i’m driving no keys (kеys)
free gunna, i ran it up, pushin’ them p’s
she don’t like her belly, i sn-tch it with ease (with ease)
like cardi, got brothers that bangin’ them b’s (them b’s)
my dawg got a switch and we ride ’round like trees (like trees)
i’m always out grinding, i barely catch z’s (z’s)
[verse 1: lil darius]
if i told ’em that i would be a star on my way to the top, i don’t think they’d believe (they believe)
rap going right, but it ever go left, that block just like tina, i’m ike, i’ma beat it (beat it)
proud of me, so i go prada myself, did this sh-t with no help, you could say i’m conceded (conceded)
where i’m from you either face jail or death and i ain’t face neither, you could say i succeeded (succeeded)
chrome heart jean with the marni like oversize (oversize)
ysl with celine, ain’t nonthin’ to buy (nothin’ to buy)
treat her different ’cause she ain’t that other girl (that other girl)
rocking rhude like i’m mean, but i’m not (i’m not)
got standard, my b-tches be tens or better (tens or better)
frat boy, my partners, they all steppers (they all steppers)
i can band ’em all and i’m always gon’ keep the metal (keep the metal)
f-ck the brake, my foot always on the pedal (on the pedal)
we take a trip out to bora bora ’cause she said that she wanna explore more (explore more)
i was just stuck in the trap everyday, now i take the gang on a world tour (a world tour)
we was just robbin’ and stealing them cars, now we press the b-tton on our own doors (our own doors)
take a trip out tomorrow, i look at the stars, somethin’ like the back of a rolls royce (rolls royce)

[chorus: lil darius]
just met a plug out in costa rica (costa rica)
what you want bet? i can get it for cheaper (for cheaper)
i gotta ball and put on for my people (my people)
you tryna get money? come here, i’ma teach you (teach you)
i’m going lamb’ truck for the weekend, you hear when i mash it, i don’t even got a beep it (beep it)
i got a bad b-tch, she a 10 and i’m havin’ them racks, so she ready to eat it (to eat it)
moncler on my jacket, that just for this season (this season)
getting to that money, the only thing that please me (please me)
push start the lamb’ truck, i’m driving no keys (keys)
free gunna, i ran it up, pushin’ them p’s
she don’t like her belly, i sn-tch it with ease (with ease)
like cardi, got brothers that bangin’ them b’s (them b’s)
my dawg got a switch and we ride ’round like trees (like trees)
i’m always out grinding, i barely catch z’s (z’s)
[verse 2: rot ken]
mama say them bands on the line (bands on the line)
gotta get some brain when i ride (brain when i ride)
heard they k!lled my dawg, k!lled the vibe (k!lled the vibe)
she don’t like when i pour lean, this b-tch tired (b-tch tired)
b-tch, i’m on the road to the riches (road to the riches)
i might have to leave time to time (leave time to time)
i say, “k!ll ’em, all who involved” (brrt)
if he catch a charge, then take the fall (the fall)
know they back the rope and i’m catchin’ my dawg (my dawg), i’m the same one who they call (who they call)
telllin’ my dawg, “bro, i’m on that lean” (i’ on that lean), lawyer tryna get me ’cause i had a dream (yeah)
yeah, i had the same vision before it even happened (happened)
i got a hundred thou’ stuffed in the mattress (the mattress)
if you ain’t seen a murder, then why is you cappin’? (cappin’)
i see some blood, too much for a nap (for a nap)
i treat my og like he was my daddy, i got them bands (brrt, brrt), taught me how to rap
i seen my man on the ground and blood everywhere (blood everywhere)
the truth, i wasn’t really not rapping (not rapping)
i seen a hundred round drum on that gun (that gun), put up them racks, save it up for them boys
my mama said, “kenny, you one of them ones”, jumped out the hotbox and hopped in the foreign (skrrt)

- lil darius rot ken

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