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letra de no chill - mikey da 1st

[verse 1: mikey da 1st]
beat up the p-ssy, need ambulances
suit me ’cause she couldn’t handle damage
don’t do no acting like daniel francis
i’m at the stu’ and my flannel dancing
stuck in the kitchen with nothing but hope and ambition that one day i’ll have a mansion
everyday mission to keep getting richer then turn all my wrist into avalanches
sit back, watch what the kid do
gotta feed the fam and the pit crew
i got all my dogs in a pit too
we ain’t in the same lane, switch routes
everybody dissing on the old boy
i’mma go and let the cane hit you
you ain’t ever been my homeboy
don’t tell ’em that i came with you
i’vе been dealing with the same issuеs
i’ve been dealign with the lamest dudes
i’m the one you’re roaming way into
hit ’em once and then i’m out the next day
hit me with a text, saying it’s you
i can’t never let my brain get screwed
putting work until the fame ensues
look, keep it to you best to keep away
all my homies tryna eat today
pushing weight, i’m ’bout to [?] the gains
heart colder than the freezing brain
told the world “i’m about to bring the pain”
say you hope to [?] on your own
sorry, i’m a getter either way
rip to every kid he faced
i can’t never see the city hate
since you wanna kiss me in the grass
sorry, i don’t trust a pretty snake
seeing through you fakes like glass
i don’t do sleep, i’m wide awake
i want bread with a side of cake
want smoke? [?] hide away
pull up with that rollie, can’t let them control me
i like moving slowly, life on caution only
these woman bi-polar, she’s been off and on me
catch me in my rover, never in my lonely
[chorus: mikey da 1st and christian kennedy]
can’t keep up, y’all fell behind, i’m done waiting
they seen us in a beamer, they frustrating
praying on the kid’s downfall, they done raised him
her tongue tasting, i think i’m contagious (yeah)

[verse 2: christian kennedy]
look at me now, they wanna book with me now
turn this sh-t up and they shooking me now
it’s costing a thousand to bring me out
i stick with my guns and i made it out
who want war with it? (who want war?)
i be in the store with it, yeah
i be on tour with it, yeah, listen
no lacking or slacking in here
if i pull up with a ratchet in here
rich but i got a lot of savages here
probably gon’ drink what you made in a year, lil b-tch
[?] bout my sh-t
and you gon’ bought my sh-t
she wanna bump and slit
she wanna f-ck and slit
you better get your b-tch
we get to town, no we ain’t f-cking around
these boys been stealing the sound
[?], they wanna be down
you clowning around, you get put to the ground, lil b-tch
you cannot f-ck my b-tch and you gon’ bump my sh-t
pull up and sh-t get split, we don’t wanna hear that sh-t
all of your sh-t gets skipped, n-gga
[chorus: mikey da 1st]
can’t keep up, y’all fell behind, i’m done waiting
they seen us in a beamer, they frustrating
praying on the kid’s downfall, they done raised him
her tongue tasting, i think i’m contagious

- mikey da 1st

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