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letra de not accepting it - liltae2, 10ta 23, misterfto & tse e2

[intro]
(oh my god, tucc)
(g-o-t, you goin’ crazy)

[chorus: liltae2]
i’ve been stackin’ cheese, focused on the sh-t that boost the equity
you ever think ’bout takin’ somethin’ from 2, your life in jeopardy
the hood that n-gga claimin’ he was from, they not acceptin’ him
just come with cash, don’t do the cash apps, i’m not acceptin’ it
you the type to grab your homie cheese and try to flex with it
and i’m the type to go and buy some bread, i’m gettin’ sesame
played two would’ve died, he ever tried to take my recipe
don’t do the rumors and you kickin’ pop to fuel thе messenger

[verse 1: liltae2]
oh, that’s your b-tch? don’t try to sеnd a threat ’cause i’ve been textin’ her
i got a b-tch that pick the money up, i’m never s-xtin’ her
to keep it true, i do this sh-t like you but i ain’t hefner
go pick your weapon up and try to step ’cause you ain’t steppin’ up
can’t be talkin’ ’bout the opps if you ain’t catchin’ one
it took off h-lla fast and hit the gas and ain’t no catchin’ up
pushin’ out the gas and then i bag it and then i sell a bunch
no need to talk, just come and do your job, that’s what you tell a munch

[chorus: liltae2 & misterfto]
i’ve been stackin’ cheese, focused on the sh-t that boost the equity
you ever think ’bout takin’ somethin’ from 2, your life in jeopardy
the hood that n-gga claimin’ he was from, they not acceptin’ him
just come with cash, don’t do the cash apps, i’m not acceptin’ it
you the type to grab your homie cheese and try to flex with it
and i’m the type to go and buy some bread, i’m gettin’ sesame
played two would’ve died, he ever tried to take my recipe
don’t do the rumors and you kickin’ pop to fuel the messenger (gang, gang, gang)
[verse 2: misterfto]
heard you beat your b-tch ass ’cause i be textin’ her
she say she on her way back to the crib ’cause you be stressin’ her
you ain’t never got no money, i was pressin’ her
i picked her up, i told her throw it back and now i’m catchin’ her
don’t get behind the whip ’cause ain’t no catchin’ us
you wanna serve the heads then get some bread then come get next to us

[verse 3: tse e2]
i tried to shoot the ambulance and f-cked the stretcher up
i picked her up and slumped her on the ground like i’m a wrestler
i was f-cked up as a jit, i got my cheddar up
this n-gga trippin’, older than a b-tch, he tryna lecture us
i upped my gun, he ran away, i f-cked the sketcher up
b-tch, i’m dumpin’ on the road, come get a check with us
i just dropped a doobie blunt and f-cked my sweater up
this pretty b-tch i hit inside the room went on the bed enough

[verse 4: 10ta 23]
sneaky link, i pulled up quick as f-ck to get some head from her
off the perc’, i’m in her for an hour, f-cked the bed with her
got some fire sh-t, my favorite head, come get to testin’ first
pay me for a feature like the song i send an extra verse
she got h-lla ass, she f-ck me right, she get an extra purse
call my plug, yeah, i need h-lla ‘bows to put in extra work
hit your block, we spinnin’ back around and catch an extra shirt
pop a perc’ and then i roll a ‘wood then pop an extra perc’
[verse 5: liltae2]
on christmas day i hit a l!ck, he took the gif to church
‘ll sn-tch a n-gga jacket off his back and sell this sh-t as merch

- liltae2 10ta 23 misterfto tse e2

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