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letra de somewhere dealin - lil zay

[intro]
(cash walked down on the beat hard, uh)
woah, woah
ayy, pass me a lighter, lil’ bruh

[chorus]
yeah, let’s go
ayy, let’s keep it real, i’m different from n-ggas (i’m different from n-ggas)
really don’t need a deal, been havin’ six figures (on god)
been gettin’ money, this sh-t ain’t no issue (this sh-t ain’t no issue)
you lovin’ the ho, she eat d-ck off the gristle (yeah)
i’m stuffin’ d-ck in the thot, i can’t kiss her
when she givin’ top, blow the b-tch like a whistle (on god)
i’m in the back of the benz countin’ skrilla
if i ain’t rappin’, i’m somewhere dealin’ (i’m dealin’, i’m dealin’)
yeah, i’m scammin and trappin’, i made me a k!llin’ (i made me a k!llin’)
n-gga, get in yo’ bag, get the f-ck out your feelings (get the f-ck out your feelings)
n-ggas stay on the ‘net, we really be spinnin’ (we spinnin’, we spinnin’)
ain’t tryna beef with no n-gga
i’ma go run up a check and i’m runnin’ this b-tch through the ceiling (through the ceiling)
n-ggas, they know we up next
i ain’t really been rappin’, i still be the goat of my city (on god)

[verse]
i got my city to watch, i got time today
ayy, i just switched up my b-tch, i got time to waste (i got time to waste)
ayy, just jumped out the bed, ’bout to go catch a play
i keep a pretty lil’ b-tch let me nut on her face (let me nut on her face, woah)
rich-ass n-gga, mix designer with the js (mix designer with the js)
been on a race to that money, ain’t no comin’ first place (comin’ first today)
pourin’ up tris, keep this sh-t by the cage (keep this sh-t by the cage)
fell in love with the drank, steady pourin’ up eights (steady pourin’ up eights)
n-ggas be duckin’ the smoke (duckin’ the smoke)
it ain’t no duckin’, we comin’ front door (we comin’ front door)
i drop the bag, it’s a tag on his toe (on god)
i cut his throat, told him come back with his head (woah)
then i’ma give him some more (then i’ma give him some more)
that’s three in a row
we wipe a n-gga nose, we uppin’ the store (we uppin’ the score)
my n-ggas on go (on god)
big-ass ar, it fold like some clothes (it fold like, yeah)
i keep gettin’ dumber and dumber (dumber and dumber)
spendin’ that money like this sh-t ain’t nothin’ (like this sh-t ain’t nothin’, spendin’ a bag)
yeah, just made me another hundred, half of you n-ggas still ain’t done it (broke-ass n-gga, y’all n-ggas still ain’t done it)
yeah, wrappin’ them bricks like a mummy
came in monday, they gone by sunday (they gone by sunday, they gone by sunday)
i do the dash in the track’, i be gunnin’ (i be gunnin’)
i ain’t stoppin’ for police, you know i gon’ run it (skrrt)
yeah, let’s go
[chorus]
yeah, let’s go
ayy, let’s keep it real, i’m different from n-ggas
really don’t need a deal, been havin’ six figures
been gettin’ money, this sh-t ain’t no issue (this sh-t ain’t no issue)
you lovin’ the ho, she eat d-ck off the gristle
i’m stuffin’ d-ck in the thot, i can’t kiss her
when she givin’ top, blow the b-tch like a whistle
i’m in the back of the benz countin’ skrilla (woah)
if i ain’t rappin’, i’m somewhere dealin’ (on god)
yeah, i’m scammin and trappin’, i made me a k!llin’ (a k!llin’)
n-gga, get in yo’ bag, get the f-ck out your feelings (get the f-ck out)
n-ggas stay on the ‘net, we really be spinnin’ (we spinnin’, we spinnin’)
ain’t tryna beef with no n-gga
i’ma go run up a check and i’m runnin’ this b-tch through the ceiling (through the ceiling)
n-ggas, they know we up next
i ain’t really been rappin’, i still be the goat of my city (on god)

[outro]
f-ck you n-ggas talkin’ ’bout, n-gga?
frrt, frrt, frrt, phew, phew, huh

- lil zay

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