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letra de chip - mago the guy

[verse]
check my shiny t–th, so bright they think of fining me
i just spent like 20 f-cking hours tryna find a beat
they tired of me, i’m so pacific they ain’t signing me
i don’t really care, i’m just the rapper that i’m tryna be
karma over everything, your shorty and her wedding ring
shoutout to the n-ggas in the back that want the better things
i was in the back, but now my n-gga, i’m ahead of things
i feel like donahue, in charge and now i’m betting things
get your game up, you n-ggas been the same bums
your parents calling up the birds from which you came from
you’re brave huh, not a n-gga that could face us
the bars are heavy, you should go and get your case touched
in case you gurksed, stabbed, get a red shirt
we preying on you n-ggas, we ain’t from the same church
claiming gang gang, you ain’t even make work
you not dope dealer, you was just a cane clerk
daaaaaan
connect the call b-tch, and let your boss talk
mago super sweating cause i got the sauce hot
wavy, wavy boy, floating like a lost yatch
they forgot about you, n-gga you was just a lost thought
never save a hoe, never save a b-tch
f-cking lit
i’m just tryna get my shorty with the sh-ts
and a whip, slip slide cause i’m one with drip
tsunami n-gga, gotta go and take a dip
what it is, man i’m dancing like chip
f-cking skylark, play the dimmadome and make a brick
play the dimmadome and maybe a n-gga gets a wish
man, we could make you f-cking poof like a kid

- mago the guy

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