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letra de fast car - pablo skywalkin

[intro]
d-mn, i’m in that fast car
mm-hm

[verse]
b-tches all in my face, wanna chill and hang
i’m like “h-ll nah, b-tch, do you love the gang?”
heard yo mans died yesterday just for a chain
people always in yo face, they just want some fame
n-ggas in the streets’ll play you like a f-ckin’ game
n-ggas say that they love you, treat you like a lame
it was times i was broke, i ain’t have a friend
it was times i was down, i ain’t have a plan
everybody in my face ’cause i’m gettin’ bands
in the f-ckin’ bookstore, i’m the f-ckin’ man
everybody on my gram, they be likin’ pics
in the strip club, ooh, i be suckin’ tits
evеry time i pull up, i’m the f-ckin’ sh-t
ten labеls called my phone, i should go legit
every label that you n-ggas like called my phone
they ain’t have enough money, told ’em “leave me ‘lone”
yeah, i signed a lil sh- with it on the phone
matter fact, i’ma quiet, keep it all alone
it was just me and mama in that f-ckin’ house
lost grandma when she died, i slept on her couch
trill called me and he said that his mama died
just met him, but i- sh-t, i wanted to f-ckin’ cry
everybody in my face, wanna be my friend
i’ll get yo head cracked for ’bout three bands
i be goin’ through sh-t, n-ggas, they don’t know
if that b-tch sellin’ p-ssy, then that b-tch my ho
i’ll have her sell that sh-t like a f-ckin’ store (store)
i remember i was broke, i used to sell a boat (what?)
label just called me, can i do a show? (okay)
[?] got the f-ckin’ money talk, leave me ‘lone (leave me ‘lone)
leave me ‘lone, leave me ‘lone (leave me ‘lone, leave me ‘lone)
everybody call my phone, wish they’d- leave me ‘lone
everybody call my phone, wish they’d- leave me ‘lone
b-tches all in my face, b-tch, i’m actin’ grown (d-mn)
b-tch, this ain’t no song, this my real life (woo!)
rip my cousin, died for shootin’ dice
lil b-tches got fat eatin’ beni rice
used to sleep at [?] man house with the mice
[outro]
every day just to make some cake
i was down, i was broke, n-ggas, they was fake
lost a couple friends and i lost some love
i missed my real n-ggas when i lost my cuz
had coke on my face, i can’t even see him
he used to pull up in a old school, i wanted to be him
everybody in my face since that radar sh-t
but they don’t know that i been on the radar, b-tch
they don’t know in my city, i’m the f-ckin’ man
but i moved when i was young ’cause i f-ckin’ can
my b-tch foreign and she wanna go to j-pan
i don’t care if that b-tch got a boyfriend
he ain’t came up ’bout three hunnid bands
matter fact, she went crazy, seen a hunnid bands (okay)
matter fact, i’ma stop ’cause i know they listenin’ (yeah)
put some diamonds in my t–th just so they can glisten (mm)
it be stuff on my mind i don’t talk about (yeah)
heard that n-gga died young, watched ’em chalk it out (yeah)
heard that n-gga got shot and he walked it out (ooh)
everywhere i go, sh-t, i’m who they talk about (uh-huh)
got trill with me, they keep askin’ who that is (yeah)
can’t believe my life changed, i just had some kids (yeah)
every day i’m f-ckin’ grindin’ and i do it big (yeah)
i don’t smoke cigarettes, did him like a cig (yeah, b-tch)
can i bring it back?
matter fact, this ain’t dora, should i bring a map? (b-tch)
i remember drivin’ with that b-tch on my lap (ho)
took the police on a chase, every day we strapped (f-ck)
girl, if i get yo love, can i get it back? (b-tch)
i just poured champagne on her ass crack (wh0re)
swear to god, i lost my dog, can’t get my dog back (where he at?)
i just nutted on her face, she want all that

- pablo skywalkin

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