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letra de macy rodman flow - mykki blanco

[intro: macy rodman]
i don’t wanna move i just wanna keep sleeping
i don’t wanna go outside
i don’t wanna eat, talk, sh-t, see people
i just wanna lay down and die

[verse 1: mykki blanco]
tu bachatu mami, morenita fina
power balling brazy b-tches where the acquafina
whoopi goldberg looking boy call ’em sarafina
all this coco rico smoke causing mykki emphysema
i’m a trife b-tch, yes, believe that
baseball bat to ya knee cap
braid this n-gga hair like he was a$ap
first wife this n-gga like an a-rab
nefert-ti blanco kiss my sca-rab, ay man
i be with them f-ggots out from brooklyn
hoodoo voodoo n-gga’s like a bushman
dutch master kush man
n-gga’s be so soft they like a cushion
tissue paper feelings like a push pin
rubbish in my dust bin
you ain’t getting fetti heavy like you n-gga’s claiming
cam newton fumble with them bricks you n-gga’s playing
i see p-ssy n-gga’s putting molly’s up they -ssh0l-s
coming with that slander b-tch believe me them ya last words
tell martin shkreli that i changed the p-ssword
i only speak guapo
big b-tch fish to you gato’s
mykki coca spraying wit dem choppa’s
lipstick & contour
if i’m f-cking with him then he not poor
clapback n-gga’s wanna encore, n-gga please
i’m on a airbus a3
in a fendi white tee
living what you can’t dream
smoking what you can’t breathe
hippie chick
suck a d-ck
kiss my ring

[hook: mykki blanco]
u know i f-ck witchu – really? – yeah low key i f-ck witchu
u know i f-ck witchu – really? – yeah low key i f-ck witchu
u know i f-ck witchu – really? – yeah low key i f-ck witchu
u know i f-ck witchu – really? – yeah low key i f-cks witchu

[verse 2: mykki blanco]
never been a hood n-gga but i slang wit ’em
brick in the chanel purse bang wit ’em
lone wolf b-tch white fang wit ’em
loose change n-ggas can’t hang wit ’em
you ain’t popping rocks less the gang witch
squad been mobb’n robbin’ stooges you been out the loop boy
cutting corner custies get the chop you being duped boy
m134 for my b-tches that’s the new toy
finessin’ n-ggas, stressin’ n-ggas, nani be the decoy
gwoppin’ never stopping stacking green it’s paper cuts
ransacking snitches put the x’s on these drunks
she always wanna smoke but gotta nasty att-tude
please, cause bunk boogie chicks without hips can get rocked too
kate spade clutch where you cop that baby
turkey neck chick but she got that gravy
bad girl clique so my b-tches is crazy
lil’ sis to da plug so she slug that wavy
kate spade clutch where you cop that baby
turkey neck chick but she got that gravy
bad girl clique so my b-tches is crazy
lil’ sis 2 da plug so she slug that wavy

[outro: macy rodman]
i don’t wanna move i just wanna keep sleeping
i don’t wanna go outside
i don’t wanna eat, talk, sh-t, see people
i just wanna lay down and die

- mykki blanco

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