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letra de pikachu - obn jay

[intro]
mmm, mmm, mm
mmm, mmm, ah, ah, ah, ohh
mm, ah, mm, ah, mm, ah, mm, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
mm, ah, mm, ah, mm, ah, mm, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

[pre-chorus]
let my talk my sh-t, let my talk my sh-t
let me talk my sh-t, b-tch, you gon’ let me talk my sh-t
let my talk my sh-t, let my talk my sh-t
let me talk my sh-t, b-tch, you gon’ let me talk my sh-t
4s up, yeah them b-tches up ’cause, yeah, that’s where i’m from
4s up, yeah them b-tches up ’cause, yeah, that’s where i’m from
hold up, gotta keep [?]
hold up, gotta keep [?]

[verse 1]
yeah, i do my sh-t, soon as i walk in
all the flashin’ light on the motherf-ckin’ kids
wanted that bag since i was younger, and that’s jus’ what it is
and now i walk around, in my jeans i got like 10
them 7.62s’ll knock you down like bowling pins
they threw me in the pool that’s full of pain, i’m soakin’ in
and i can’t even lie, my life been changed, i swear it did
i sip the cup for all my n-gg-s gone, another swig

[chorus]
b-tch, i’m a swimmer they thought i’d drown in the pain pool
ar, pistols, and glizzy rounds when i sw-ng through
i step out in public, they see my face, they be like “hey you”
black and yellow chanels, i put ’em on and feel like pikachu godd-mn, yeah
oh sh-t, i feel like pikachu, godd-mn (godd-mn)
oh sh-t, i feel like pikachu, godd-mn (godd-mn)
oh sh-t, i feel like pikachu, godd-mn (godd-mn)
black and yellow sneakers, type the new chanel

[verse 2]
so much designer, all the pouches match the belt
i remember n-gg- couldn’t afford a belt
withdraw that bag and throw this cash everywhere
big dog sh-t, i make yo’ stash dissappear
i make ’em proud, i see they cheeks be ear-to-ear
they be sour, i leave them b-tches in my rear
hope i’m goin’ right, i pursue my career
them n-gg-s play make sure to get the business clear
day 3, i’m on some other sh-t
woke up wit’ schemes on my mind, wasn’t thinkin’ ’bout no drip
all black materials and shots hangin’ from off the hip
i’m tryna see, i’m goin’ deep, i want the [?] chip

[chorus]
b-tch, i’m a swimmer they thought i’d drown in the pain pool
ar, pistols, and glizzy rounds when i sw-ng through
i step out in public, they see my face, they be like “hey you”
black and yellow chanels, i put ’em on and feel like pikachu godd-mn
oh sh-t, i feel like pikachu, godd-mn (godd-mn)
oh sh-t, i feel like pikachu, godd-mn (godd-mn)
oh sh-t, i feel like pikachu, godd-mn (godd-mn)
black and yellow sneakers, type the new chanel

[outro]
aye
ohh, ohh, oh, ohh, oh
da, da, da, da-da, da, da ,da
ohh, oh, oh, oh

- obn jay

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