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letra de touchdown in da a - pradamilli

[intro]
yeah yeah, ha
she thought she was different for that, like
huh, huh

[verse 1]
i been moving way too fast, i needa’ get back to the base
and my soldiers playing call of duty, they don’t leave a trace
this h-ll-kizzy from the future, i think i might go to sp-ce
and this choppa’ doing surgery, it rearrange your face
and they couldn’t find no evidence, they had to close the case
shordie wanna have my kid, so i copped a baby drac’
don’t know nothin’ bout my life, she just know i been getting paid
and my twin my make money too, we just touched down in the a
hold up chill
got it by mysеlf don’t need no deal
crack the seal
pour mе up cause i been feeling ill
what’s your deal?
get up off the couch and catch a k!ll
nah like how you 25, your mama still pay all your bills
be for real
feel like hank i’m king of the hill
keep it sober, nah i ain’t poppin pills
wanna’ have my money, she think imma’ pay her bills (what?)
she tell me ‘bout her life, i said “you think i’m doctor phil?” (like what?)
yeah, nah for real i’m like a goat (goat)
and i talk to god like everyday they thought it was a joke (nah)
and i kick it with my soldiers and they think that i’m a ghost
but the way they moving sticks it look like call of duty ghosts (brr, brr)
i’m moving too fast i swear i don’t see no one passing me
i’m putting it on, to me everyday it feels like fashion week (yeah, fashion)
i didn’t write the story, but i know this how it has to be
i don’t fear no man, so go ‘head send them k!llers after me
angels and them soldiers gonna blast for me
talk behind that screen, ‘cause god gon deal with all that blasphemy
all my brothers scam, but best believe that they ain’t taxing me
eating on this verse, but on the next one burning calories (ha)
[verse 2]
(yeah, yeah)
i was always on my purpose way before i was lil’ saint (yeah)
wrap my money in a turban now my bands look like luh crank (brr)
they said we don’t put work in, but that’s soundin’ kinda strange (what)
like why you in my business, man i swear you actin’ g-y (woah)
wonder how i get these figures, oh yeah i can’t even say (nah)
yeah i’m probably gonna get rich ‘cause i do this everyday (yeah)
yeah i’m in the kitchen cookin’ and i’m whipping up this cake
like get up out yeah get up out my face (woah, nah)
not falling off, not falling off no way (nah)
feel like a dog, sick as a dog all day
finna’ get my dog, finna’ get my dog like jake
yeah i’m finna’ start a riot ‘cause i’m tired of this place (yeah)
i feel like i run a business, but i might just rob a bank
better get out of my business ‘cause i’m increasing my pay (yeah)
better stop callin’ my phone, girl you know i’m not your bae (yeah, yeah)

- pradamilli

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