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letra de wetti - lil dewan

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hook (mikey trap)
cookin’ up sauce, 10 minutes ready
fiji is wetti like its spaghetti
fly in a jetty
win like confetti
always lookin thicc, extra heavy
clean these hands because u on some purell
counting all these racks, that are blue, like a url
what the h-ll is wrong with you, are you sterile
purple crayon on ur grape, like i’m harold

verse 1 (mikey trap)
gonna take ap’s like a bust down
disappearin’ in this green, can’t find me in the lost and found
if my shoes are flat, how do u say the earth is round
drunk on water, but i got this ice to make me drown
hop on this wave like i’m crowd surfin’
the earth is flat, got me like kyrie irving
why are you upset, got me on some scorpion
blue in the face, all this money that i’m earning

verse 2 (lil booster)
boosted up, like a speaker
fill it up like a beaker
no one can look sleeker
on stockx, buyin’ sneakers
got hairline on fleek
speedy like tyreek
at the top we at the peak
in the kitchen cookin beats
im the god, of the yeets
got fastrack, not no fees
in green bay, got the cheese
pay full price, not no lease
score tds, i’m a motherf-cking beast
i got the bacon with the extra grease
no war yeah i’m tryna keep the peace
we got 100 racks apiece

verse 3 (lil dewan)
they say i’m dewan and only
these girlies tryna phone me
i got friends no i ain’t lonely
like kid buu, they tryna clone me
i got the sauce no pepperoni
your girlfriends with me you know she’s a phony
m’s in the bag cuz i sold like stoney
with yo girl and she ride like a pony
i’m in a lamb and i’m going 100
walk in to louie we’re up to something
100 on a test no i ain’t flunkin
thicc like a donut yeah i’m dunkin’

verse 4 (lil booster)
bubbling up like some vaporization
not even real, you on some medication
i’m in a jet when i go on vacation
high in the sky like the fking sp-ce station
like i’m edelman, i’m in the slot
ocean wetti, like my jump shot
more like brady, throwing the dots
doing the race, but i won’t get caught
you used to be hater like the phony stradlater
now you see me blowing up like a fking detonator
you not even real, you’re a fking imitator
now i’ll cut you up like i’m mfking darth vader (lightsaber)

hook (mikey trap)
cookin’ up sauce, 10 minutes ready
fiji is wetti like its spaghetti
fly in a jetty
win like confetti
always lookin thicc, extra heavy
clean these hands because u on some purell
counting all these racks, that are blue, like a url
what the h-ll is wrong with you, are you sterile
purple crayon on ur grape, like i’m harold

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