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letra de 1997 kid - osmkapo

[intro]
yeah, woah
i love you rocket
yeah, okay
what you talkin’ bout
what you talkin’ bout
drop, my god

[chorus]
big old bands, won’t fold
i won’t f-ck, oh no, no
i wanna send her home, pardon me, my heart been gone
bae i been just stressin’, oh
all my hoes take fetanyl
oh, she gon’ love it all
i told all my brothers, we gon’ ball
we gon’ ball
and that hoe never hit my phone, why she call
i remember them days when i was down bad, bad, baby oh
that b-tch a hoe, my n-ggas they uppin’ the score

[verse]
b-tch i’m drowsy, drowsy
hoe get from ’round me
do anything for the clout
i don’t wanna hit that bae
f-ck it, i’m pullin’ your hair back baby
my label clean, matte black baе
2014, that’s a throwback baby
black audemar, like kodak baby
trappin, h-ll nah know i can’t savе her
chains on my neck like godd-mn slaves
put on all pointers, better be heavy
know i like gettin’ benji’s, i like gettin’ paid
i told her “you with me,” she told me “okay”
you gotta be kiddin’, it don’t be no shame
[chorus]
big old bands, won’t fold
i won’t f-ck, oh no, no
i wanna send her home, pardon me, my heart been gone
bae i been just stressin’, oh
all my hoes take fetanyl
oh, she gon’ love it all
i told all my brothers, we gon’ ball
we gon’ ball
and that hoe never hit my phone, why she call
i remember them days when i was down bad, bad, baby oh
that b-tch a hoe, my n-ggas they uppin’ the score

- osmkapo

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