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letra de 911 - lil yu & lil soda boi

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lil yu:
pull up with a 100 round clip
and you know i let it bang
baby all i know is money
couple thousand on a ring
let me catch you talking stupid
finna hit you with the thing
we don’t f-ck with 9/11
we like porsches in the rain
tried to l!ck me for some mud
sorry, i ain’t bout that f-ck sh-t
you wanna hit the blunt?
we might rob you at the function
touch down with the pack
l.a. wock and the hi-tec
mix a couple drugs
valentino on the bracelets
so i like spending money on the weekend
sippin dxm got me feelin’ like a demon
pleas don’t talk down
yeah, we finna get to reaping
i need it right now
all the bags got me scheming

lil soda boi:
girl, i’m done trying to deal with all this f-ck sh-t
late last night, when i saw you at the function
all these games, that’s a couple things i’m done with
i’m insane, i’m just someone you could f-ck with
i don’t lose sleep, but i pray because i have to
she love me and my swag and my tattoos
9/11, can’t forget you
9/11 can’t forget you

lil yu:
hop out the ghost, hop in the frog
smoking on dope, smoking a log
tote the pole, we in the drake
i ain’t talking like a night at ovo, okay?
i don’t want to wait, pour a line in the backseat
why you always hate?
i was sprinting on the track meet
get a bag
what the f-ck you talking ’bout?
haters mad because we pulled up with them glocks out
i’m off a xan and i’m p-ssing off the wockhardt
peter pan because i’m soaring like a rock star
it’s “hinoni” and you know we going far
leanes out, i was stolen off the-

lil soda boi:
pull up with a ounce of the gas, loud sonar
take me in your car, driving fast
going so far
i just need a cup for the sprite and the hi-tec
i’m looking for my heart, i don’t know if i’ll find it
i’m off a xan, and i’m dripping in designer
i’m off a perk and i’m smoking on the fire
girl you’re like the twin towers
9/11, everything turned sour
lil yu:
pull up with a 100 round clip
and you know i let it bang
baby all i know is money
couple thousand on a ring
let me catch you talking stupid
finna hit you with the thing
we don’t f-ck with 9/11
we like porsches in the rain
tried to l!ck me for some mud
sorry, i ain’t bout that f-ck sh-t
you wanna hit the blunt?
we might rob you at the function
touch down with the pack
l.a. wock and the hi-tec
mix a couple drugs
valentino on the bracelets

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