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letra de run & gun - nerve & yxng dave

[intro: yxng dave]
(n to the e to the r v e) yo, huh

[verse 1: yxng dave]
i’m a star like the stars in the wraith
i need a max wynn in my life like drake
and my flow like a draco, you know that it sprays
let these putos all know if they talking my name
y-d, yxng dave, but i got the young flame
fuego on fuego, but i guess i’m on a wave
and i’m frio like hielo, but that’s ice on my chains
rappers turn fake fugazi with the fame (uh), puto

[verse 2: nerve]
i’m so high in the sky like a 878
my brother, i stay fly, they snakes on a plane
i’ma pull a triple double, go crazy in the paint
and have my name ringing bells from the uk to the statеs
work rate quicker than usain with the pacе
while my competition p-ssed, got two plays to their name
got the ai loving you, you faking the fame
i got real fans tattoos on ’em, saying my name

[verse 3: yxng dave]
yo, they’re saying man’s name like 21 and drake
turn pain to champagne, me llaman papi in the game
papi chulo, lil puto, i’ve been tryna get away from all the snakes
i’m mowgli in the concrete jungle and i’m swingin’ like an ape
[verse 4: nerve, nerve & yxng dave]
got the real ones saying my sh-t’s hard, ayy
what we tell the haters, dave? concha tu madre
google that sh-t if you don’t understand the bars
tell the opposition, they can suck their mum and their padre

[verse 5: yxng dave & nerve]
what they gonna say? ’cause when we let it spray off
the hits i keep on makin’, they’re saying i got aimbot
cl!ck, clack, boom
808s melt ya face off
heartless like ye, i’m lebron in the playoffs
it’s a party everyday when you stay on top
mi amigos all tomados
and my mate off chops
they bottom of the flock, we be top of the pops
they gettin’ whipped by a kitty, put a collar on the dog
why you barkin’ like speed?
i’m clean, bro-bro got the cats, but we callin’ them fiends
and they call me delusional, baby, i got big dreams
and i had six sixteens since the age of sixteen
yo, the hotline blings, b-tch, i’m hot like this
i got the grinder and the rizla, and the off-license
went to greece got a tan, now i’m an off-white kid
get the green, now i’m fighting fit, popeye sh-t
it’s ironic, me being latino is my trump card
in the uk, i made a name, the boys a hustler
swear, i leave ’em all backwards, vista la hasta
f-ck with your mate, i’d rather be smokin’ a dumper
that went over your head like the smoke from a rasta (bomboclat)
yo, you can just listen mañana
yeah, these rappers soundin’ anakin, b-tch, i’m your father
or ya nonna wrist glisten, i’m whippin’ a pasta

- nerve yxng dave

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