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letra de middle child - mrbeastwavey

ah
whoa
oh
yeah, yeah
mama had five boys, me, i was the middle child
by the age of thirteen, b-tch, i was young and wild
caught my first case, then i got kicked out my mama house
got nowhere to stay, b-tch i’m runnin’ in your f-ckin’ house (b-tch)
with them 30’s out (yeah), f-ck you talkin’ ’bout? (yeah)
yeah, runnin’ ’round the city, i swear i’m lurking out (lurking out)
baby i’m high as sh-t, i’m off a percy now (percy now)
huh, n-gga run up on me, i’ma blow him down
so much cash in my jeans, louis v, pocket wallet
n-ggas hate, n-ggas b-tches, n-ggas b-tches, pocket watchin’
uh, not talkin’ ’bout no pistol, i’m talkin’ 30’s now (30’s now)
hey, 30’s now, 30 bands, 30 now (hey)
p-ssy n-gga always talkin’, why the f-ck these n-ggas talkin’?
i don’t know, pull up slow, sticks out the window, look what you started
huh, yeah, catch a opp, better bounce out, wе gon’ burn him down (burn him down)
run him down, 30 rounds, sending rounds (buck, buck, buck)
hold up, n-ggas don’t want no smoke
roll up dead n-ggas whеn i smoke
babies, she put it all in her throat
she suck my d-ck while i’m floatin’ the ghost
new bustdown, yeah, my wrist is on froze (ice)
these n-ggas is hoes, i keep me a pole
i swear these new b-tches be doing the most
slimin’ like i’m drippin’ snot from my nose (slatt)
you know i came from the mud with this (mud)
they never showed me no love with this (yeah)
i had to jugg and finesse, was just standing on corner
was selling them drugs and sh-t (drugs)
they used to be on some other sh-t (uh)
now they see me coming up and sh-t (uh)
i tell them leeches to suck a d-ck (uh)
nowadays they see me dubbin’ sh-t
mama had five boys, me, i was the middle child
by the age of thirteen, b-tch, i was young and wild
caught my first case, then i got kicked out my mama house
got nowhere to stay, b-tch i’m runnin’ in your f-ckin’ house (b-tch)
with them 30’s out (yeah), f-ck you talkin’ ’bout? (yeah)
yeah, runnin’ ’round the city, i swear i’m lurking out (lurking out)
baby i’m high as sh-t, i’m off a percy now (percy now)
huh, n-gga run up on me, i’ma blow him down
so much cash in my jeans, louis v, pocket wallet
n-ggas hate, n-ggas b-tches, n-ggas b-tches, pocket watchin’
uh, not talkin’ ’bout no pistol, i’m talkin’ 30’s now (30’s now)
hey, 30’s now, 30 bands, 30 now (hey)

- mrbeastwavey

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