letra de wawyf! - lil pec
(chorus)
yeah
what’re you waiting for?
b-tch i don’t do no call
can’t let my heart go cold
uh
and i’m rocking celine like the boss
i’m no longer 19, i get whole
i’m no longer 19, i get most
on a hill, i see my self grow
i can’t let all these n-ggas they slow
i be chillin’ f-ckin’ all these hoes
all i do is up, then a go
all i do is up, then a go
if it ain’t ’bout the money lil’ n-gga get thrown
i won’t hesitate, i let that b-tch go
f-ck with the gang, i pull up a pole
(verse)
f-ck with the bih, when they’re done and they go
i’m in this b-tch and i’m breaking her bone
all of these b-tches they feelin’ so lit
i got my swag all over my t
you ain’t that n-gga, you rocking no sh-t
if you make a wrong move, my gun got a switch
if you make a wrong move, my gun got a pin
i be serving all these codeine and fiends
i don’t got no time, i hop in a bentley
my bih yeah she bad, she rocking balenci
sippin’ on red, lil’ b-tch i can’t see sh-t
brand new moncler, lil’ b-tch i can’t think sh-t
she got a big booty, i call her my wifey
can’t f-ck with these b-tches, i heard she a pisces
i’m gettin’ lil’ paid, lil’ n-gga can’t make fun of me
if a n-gga gon’ die, that sh-t ain’t gon’ be tragedy
all these n-ggas they be hoes
ayo, n-gga tryin’ to put me slow
ayo, n-gga tryin’ to put me slow
i can’t f-ck these n-ggas no more
i be doin’ this sh-t like a ghost
i be moving, just like to and fro
all these n-ggas screaming on gang
you ain’t gang poppin’ all these xan
and i be on this sh-t just like bane
countin’ the racks, b-tch i feel no pain
free all the n-ggas lockd-in in a pen
lean on my cup, i’m sippin’ on drank
(chorus)
yeah
what’re you waiting for?
b-tch i don’t do no call
can’t let my heart go cold
uh
and i’m rocking celine like the boss
i’m no longer 19, i get whole
i’m no longer 19, i get most
on a hill, i see my self grow
i can’t let all these n-ggas they slow
i be chillin’ f-ckin’ all these hoes
all i do is up, then a go
all i do is up, then a go
if it ain’t ’bout the money lil’ n-gga get thrown
i won’t hesitate, i let that b-tch go
f-ck with the gang, i pull up a pole
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