letra de warmups - nosaint
[intro]
(it’s time)
[chorus]
gotta whole lotta bands, gotta whole lotta bags
i’m f-ckin’ this b-tch, i’m in love with this b-tch, this b-tch gotta whole lotta reds, yeah
i’m on some rap sh-t now, huh, i’m might take to the mix, huh
my brother cookin’ a dope, yeah, my brother cookin’ a scratch, yeah
b-tch i’m the one in this sh-t, you don’t gotta tell me i’m nasty, yeah
b-tch, i know i’m the best, huh, i sh-t that sh-t in my chest, huh
b-tch wanna come to the city, huh, i saw that ho just slide, yeah
i’m outta go on a mission, yeah, outside, i was just losin’ my mind (on god)
[post-chorus]
p-ssy ass n-gga, i’m back on road, i see that sh-t if i like it, i bite (yeah)
it’s my first time back in some months, i still got the touch like midas (yeah, i got the touch)
i can tell that about my b-tch when we fight, b-tch get busy cause that b-tch tryna bite (tryna bite)
[?] i pick up the money, used to trap all day, used to trap all night
[refrain]
yeah, you only get one life, you blow it to get it, see you out to the sky
yeah, i took a flower to pair up some poppin’ on tags, i’m gettin’ real fly
yeah, i’m might f-ckin’ this hoe, my love is a drug and she high in the heights
yeah, i pay with the cost, i pay with the weight, lil’ n-gga, i’m rollin’ the dice, huh
[chorus]
gotta whole lotta bands, gotta whole lotta bags
i’m f-ckin’ this b-tch, i’m in love with this b-tch, this b-tch gotta whole lotta reds, yeah
i’m on some rap sh-t now, huh, i’m might take to the mix, huh
my brother cookin’ a dope, yeah, my brother cookin’ a scratch, yeah
b-tch i’m the one in this sh-t, you don’t gotta tell me i’m nasty, yeah
b-tch, i know i’m the best, huh, i sh-t that sh-t in my chest, huh
b-tch wanna come to the city, huh, i saw that ho just slide, yeah
i’m outta go on a mission, yeah, outside, i was just losin’ my mind (on god)
[post-chorus]
p-ssy ass n-gga, i’m back on road, i see that sh-t if i like it, i bite (yeah)
it’s my first time back in some months, i still got the touch like midas (yeah, i got the touch)
i can tell that about my b-tch when we fight, b-tch get busy cause that b-tch tryna bite (tryna bite)
[?] i pick up the money, used to trap all day, used to trap all night
[refrain]
yeah, you only get one life, you blow it to get it, see you out to the sky
yeah, i took a flower to pair up some poppin’ on tags, i’m gettin’ real fly
yeah, i’m might f-ckin’ this hoe, my love is a drug and she high in the heights
yeah, i pay with the cost, i pay with the weight, lil’ n-gga, i’m rollin’ the dice, huh
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