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letra de messy - lil tracy

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[intro]
ginseng
foreigngotem
yeah, tracy
tracy, yeah
let’s go, let’s go, let’s go

[pre-chorus]
i can’t give a f-ck ’bout these n-ggas, they fake
stop waitin’ around to get rich and go take it
i just sold out a show and that sh-t feel amazing
got a whole lot of ho’s and they face is amazing
i used to record in my big sister’s bas-m-nt
now my crib big as f-ck, i got room she can stay in
i got tats on my face and they can’t get erased
i got racks in the bank, i make more everyday (let’s go)

[chorus]
i can’t die without livin’ a little
i swear, livin’ life is just a riddle
i’m the g.o.a.t., b-tch, i’m so sacrificial (let’s go)
she suck d-ck with no hands, make it tickle
oh, you broke baby girl? i can fix you
my denim is made by evisu (yeah, yeah)
free lil messy, i’m screamin’ that sh-t
all my diamonds, they leakin’ and sh-t
i’m not writing, i’m thinking that sh-t, yeah (okay)
i’ma f-ck, then i’m leavin’ this b-tch
it can’t get no more easy than this
doin’ shows, then i dip with my chips, yeah
[verse]
i should run in your crib and run out with your plaque
n-ggas live off of my drip, man, how crazy is that?
i ain’t suckin’ no d-ck, i ain’t kissin’ no ass
i’m not changing myself, i don’t care ’bout the cash
i’m a real rock star, got a whole lot of tats
shoutout blink-182, i might just join the band
my shoes amiri, these are not vans
and my boo is a freak, she want d-ck in her (woo, let’s go-o-o)
don’t jump to conclusions, lil’ b-tch
i could get your life ruined, lil’ b-tch
tell my shooter to do it, lil’ b-tch (okay, yeah)
i plan on suing a b-tch
lie on my name, is you stupid lil’ b-tch?
hope you die while you snoozin’, lil’ b-tch (let’s go)

[pre-chorus]
i can’t give a f-ck ’bout these n-ggas, they fake
stop waitin’ around to get rich and go take it
i just sold out a show and that sh-t feel amazing
got a whole lot of ho’s and they face is amazing
i used to record in my big sister’s bas-m-nt
now my crib big as f-ck, i got room she can stay in
i got tats on my face and they can’t get erased
i got racks in the bank, i make more everyday (let’s go)
[chorus]
i can’t die without livin’ a little
i swear, livin’ life is just a riddle
i’m the g.o.a.t., b-tch, i’m so sacrificial (let’s go)
she suck d-ck with no hands, make it tickle
oh, you broke baby girl? i can fix you
my denim is made by evisu (yeah, yeah)
free lil messy, i’m screamin’ that sh-t

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