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letra de nice for what (remix) - matt citron

[intro: matt citron, lauryn hill, big freedia & (drake)]
hold on, hold on
i keep lettin’ you back in (you back in)
how can i explain myself?
you f-ckin’ know, y’all know (yeah you do, y’all do)
sh-t’s apparent (it is, very well then)
you know what you did (here we are)
yeah, yeah
matty, matty, matty (matty)
matty, matty, matty (matty)
(murda on the beat)
ready? yeah, yeah

[verse: matt citron]
act like you forgot about matt man i pull up in that black lamb tinted got me lookin’ like batman well gotd-mn why you gotta go and do that man the sack dance 4th and 15 where ya at stan?
real deep drive like i’m tiger the backhand (uh huh)
quietly stack bands
i’m tired of rap fam (i am)
literally, lap these rap cats like back strokes nine lives wouldn’t it be nice if matt broke
uh, who am i? (who am i?)
uh, who am i
whoever the f-ck i wanna be i can’t decide
who’s top five?
a five-course meal if you ask i and so-called bros who only phone when they ask for
three, two, none (yeah)
i’ll only tell you once dummy dummy funny hit me for funds
was it worth it?
you think i don’t deserve this (right?)
if shoes could be switched think how quickly you’d dessert him
glad this is the version of the universe we’re surfing through i gotta guess that all the other versions got you hurtin’ too you serpent you (uh huh)
working wasn’t something you’ve resorted to you courted you a couple hoes and now you feelin’ comfortable
love it though
i’m a f-cking lunatic can’t live like me (uh huh)
think i f-ck these hoes? boy, i do not sleep
i don’t know what it’s like, to make a major sacrifice, had a full scholarship, but said f-ck it let’s hit the mic
now he’s up till eleven am, where the hoes at?
all these dudes wanna be close, until they know matt (uh huh)
nomad
no friends
switch hits
big bags
b-tch fit
that’s you
wishlist
that’s cool (wooo)
i don’t ever wish for sh-t for d-ck sake
swear you bums sucking junk so much my d-ck aches
what a unsung bunch of kings wit’ no clothes how’d i make blackout then switch to this flow like i’m in ten lanes at once with each toe with the ease of a fiend who sneezed now needs blow good jesus (good god)
boy they listen to me
got them glued to every syllable no skipping a beat (uh huh)
watch legends take shots straight to twitter like see
meant that this means with ya visible beef
i don’t unwrap sh-t ’cause my word is bond, how you backtrack facts on the wax that’s wrong (i’m matt)
feel like tick tac toe with the sl!ck matt flow my tax brack went up on ya b-tch -ss woah ya stick figures ain’t high roll a spliff i go to neptune depths deeper than a jeep in a flood

[outro: matt citron & (drake)]
yeah matty on the breakdown
whatchu say now
how you wanna get it you could get it ayy now
everyday wait now
what you need from me
oh what you need
matty
matty
matty crosspop
matty crosspop
matty not pop
matty oh god
oh god
oh god
matty, matty
oh god
oh god
matty, matty, matty oh god let’s get it yuh
oh, matt okay
all summer long, all year long, all life long
live long motherf-
let’s get it
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
matty, bring it, okay
yeah, yeah, yeah
eastside wit’ it, eastside wit’ it
atl wit’ it, eastside wit’ it
(gotta hit the club like you hit them, hit them, hit them angles
it’s a short life, yeah)
okay, okay
yeah, yeah
feelin’ my, feelin’ my, feelin’ my, feelin’ my, feelin’ my
yeah, woo

- matt citron

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