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letra de rubbin off the pasta - muchdank

[intro]
that’s what i thought she said
now let me offer this as a reb-ttal
ayy, ayy, gang, gang
ayy, ayy, ayy, gang, gang
ayy, ayy, ayy, gang, gang
ayy, ayy, ayy, gang, gang

[verse: ybn nahmir]
they say, lil’ nahmir, where you been at? i’m just p-ssin’ a pasta
i been runnin’ up a check, that’s why these b-tches on pasta
i been coolin’, layin’ low but i’m not takin’ a pasta
but just know a n-gga back and this time i won’t leave
i been runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ gotta check me a pasta
i got hunnids on my neck and i got trues on my pasta
n-ggas said i’m goin’ broke well i just take pasta
i be speedin’ in that foriegn with five-o on my pasta
but i’m that n-gga i will never change rubbin’ off the pasta
smokin’ dank got a pasta in my lap i, let it bang
free lil’ tay know he keep a pasta but he not tay-k
up the chop and let it blow watch this b-tch heat pasta
i’m that n-gga
and all my young n-ggas pullin’ triggers
we pastas
we let this b-tch off until you feel us
for you n-ggas
that’s always on ig with them pasta
takin’ pictures
is you really gon’ use ’em or you just loafin’ for them pasta
you n-ggas really hoes and you be acting like these pasta
you n-ggas say y’all silent but y’all probably in pasta
most the n-ggas that’s around me throwin’ pasta like they crippin’
but they do it for the twins free lil’ corey and lil’ pasta
but i’m rockin’ with my pastas and that’s mandatory
one up top like i’m mozzy b-tch i keep a pasta
you say i’m lakin’, n-gga try me shoot you and your shorty
i’m cookin pasta in the lab like i’m rick and morty
forty poppa, hit mobsta, turn your brain to pasta
hit a pasta, dreads sw-ngin’ just like i’m a pasta
smokin’ pasta and i’m zooted, walkin’ in my pasta
any n-gga touch my pasta, n-gga i’ma pasta
and we ain’t throwin’ hands with you f-ck pastas
it’s one up top up in that chamber better duck pasta
n-ggas dissin’ on lil’ valley he get slumped pasta
we shoot his body then we lay him in that pasta n-gga
i’m one hundo b-tch that’s on my pasta i will never fold
a n-gga speakin’ on lil’ pasta then that n-gga gotta go
i’m really small but i can fight but i’ma still up that pasta
you n-ggas think i’m p-ssy you gon’ have to show me pasta
police always in my f-ckin’ pasta, i don’t tell ’em sh-t
i’m really rappin’ ’bout this f-ckin’ pasta that i f-ckin’ live
but i be coolin’, tryna focus on them f-ckin’ pasta
but if it’s pasta on your head well i’ma f-cking get it man

[outro]
ayy, gang, gang, gang

- muchdank

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