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letra de tempted - p yungin

[intro]
(bnoise in his bag, ayy)
(ayy, blokk, crank it up)
uh-uh-uh-uh, uh-uh

[chorus]
i feel safer with them shooters ’cause they tempted
i’ma up and blow that drac’, no, i won’t miss it
rub on her body while she l!ck it with that lipstick
smoke on exotic while i ride through the city
father, forgive me, if he play, then he gon’ get it
sunroof back, all of my feelings gone, i been trapped up in the storm
smoke weed to keep me strong, bang gang, but i ain’t wrong
my heart breaking through my phone, phone-phone
[verse 1]
can’t change the way i’m living, it’s my fault
f-ck it, go blow the block out, we make ’em draw the chalk out
py, he really be the reason that they hop out
he say it’s pressure, f-ck it, yungin see what that’s ’bout
hit the whole n-ggas entourage
and i ride with shottas, i’ll never let a n-gga step on me
any n-gga play ’round with my flag, i bet that b-tch gon’ rest in peace
n-ggas know py, he keep that heat
watching my rear view every time i speed
n-ggas know it’s beef and i’m deep off up in these streets
and you don’t love me, you don’t even know me
i miss my feelings that i had for that other lil’ freak
don’t regret nothin’ up in the past ’cause we had s-x on the scene
matter fact, when i was lonely, you wasn’t even holding on me (you wasn’t even holding on me, holding on me)

[chorus]
i feel safer with them shooters ’cause they tempted
i’ma up and blow that drac’, no, i won’t miss it
rub on her body while she l!ck it with that lipstick
smoke on exotic while i ride through the city
father, forgive me, if he play, then he gon’ get it
sunroof back, all of my feelings gone, i been trapped up in the storm
smoke weed to keep me strong, bang gang, but i ain’t wrong
my heart breaking through my phone, phone-phone
[verse 2]
pain, pain, pain, they say that’s a funny game
ever thought ’bout taking off your brain, that sh-t there a shame
i’m sixteen, i quote with my brain, no i don’t give a f-ck about fame
i lost my mans, f-ck my coma, b-tch, you gon’ feel that rain, yeah
face shot, red shot, yeah, yeah, yeah
green lights and red dots, yeah, yeah, yeah
get hit up in his top, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
stick tuck, that red lock, yeah, yeah, yeah (uh)

[outro]
i feel safer with them shooters ’cause they tempted (tempted)
rub on her body while she l!ck it with that lipstick (lipstick)

- p yungin

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