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letra de get up - ឵ian (us)

[chorus]
me and ho, we just evolved, that’s a good way to put it
just ran up a hunnid ball, b-tch, i don’t know where to put it
bro got his sh-t tryna run from 12, we just threw it in the bushes
you ain’t on sh-t, boy, i could tell, you a loser, you a rookie
i went from broke to tryna justify why i shouldn’t buy it all
just popped another, i could touch the sky, i’m getting right with god
i’m not yo’ brother, not yo’ f-ckin’ guy, can’t hang with me at all
if you really loved yo’ f-ckin’ life, wouldn’t play with me at all

[verse]
me and ho, we just evolved, that’s a good way to put it
just ran up a hunnid ball, b-tch, i don’t know where to put it
bro got his sh-t tryna run from 12, we just threw it in the bushes
you ain’t on sh-t, boy, i could tell, you a loser, you a rookie
i went from broke to tryna justify why i shouldn’t buy it all
just popped another, i could touch the sky, i’m getting right with god
my fit a hunnid thousand, just ten for the kicks
can tell he not about it, he pretend, he a b-tch
i cannot leave without it, b-tch, still friends with the stick
you can put yo’ head down, but all yo’ friends might get hit
v12, amg
he tell that he can’t ride with me
he smell some sh-t he ain’t heard of yet
i just paid retail for some sh-t you ain’t earnin’ yet
five hunnid dollar [?], j-panese, can’t pr-nounce
she wan’ stay the night with me, shawty, please, just get out
you think you [?] fightin’ me, b-tch, please, everybody get down
we barely worried ’bout police, we just creep, don’t make a sound
[?]
boy this could be yo’ final day
[chorus]
me and ho, we just evolved, that’s a good way to put it
just ran up a hunnid ball, b-tch, i don’t know where to put it
bro got his sh-t tryna run from 12, we just threw it in the bushes
you ain’t on sh-t, boy, i could tell, you a loser, you a rookie
i went from broke to tryna justify why i shouldn’t buy it all
just popped another, i could touch the sky, i’m getting right with god
i’m not yo’ brother, not yo’ f-ckin’ guy, can’t hang with me at all
if you really loved yo’ f-ckin’ life, wouldn’t play with me at all

- ឵ian us

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