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letra de loretta beretta - premekid

{intro}
smukkiez
(ryah boy)

{chorus}
up in that tesla, i’m getting face from a b-tch named lorreta (skrrrt blit blatt)
huh yeah i’m upping beretta, i shot his bro now that boy got vendetta
he flexing racks imma go take his cheddar
i’m up in ella
i got two white hoes “screaming we love you” but i ain’t no tecca
they eat up the meat then they got the vanilla
{verse1}
preme on the beat going crazy
just pop me an x now i’m going brazy
ya hoe see me once now she want my baby
i just wanna f-ck, i don’t want no lady
shots get the bussing now he in the air
i sip on that purple not talking pierre
i kick down your backdoor, you will not beware
his b-tch wanna f-ck on me, yea i’m aware
it’s getting chilly man, i need a moncler
he flex like he got it but he on welfare
claiming she thick, but that hoe be a square
that n-gga my junior, i run a daycare
(oh yeah)
{sgpwes}
yeah, that n-gga my son, okay
hop out the car and you know imma spray
i (?) that b-tch cause she acting so fake
run up on me and the k, hit ya face
i f-cked that b-tch, yeah i don’t wanna date
he brought that weed but you know that it’s laced
that n-gga g-y, he going through a phase
whiplash, whiplash, whiplash, whip (ahaha)

{premekid & sgpwes}
hop out the car with a stick (stick)
he gon get hit with that blit (blit)

{sgpwes}
ima take one for the win and you know (?) my twin and my choppa its finna blast
came in with extended mag
i put my ricks in the grass
choppa gon sound like a (?)
i’m in that jag it’s fast

{premekid}
[verse2}
i’m in that jag it’s fast huh
my kicks, they cost me a rack
my b-tch like a barbie, my b-tch like a brat
he wanna be me, sir you cannot do that
i do not smoke weed only sip on that yak
these hoes be fake but they never been up in hollywood drop all that lil boujee act
last time i hit up a b-tch she told all of her friends about it
instead of just keeping a stack
load up a beat, i’m finna snap
you not on my team, i can’t give you dap
member them days when we sit in the trap
now i get money could never go back (no-no)
{chorus}
up in that tesla, i’m getting face from a b-tch named lorreta (skrrrt blit blatt)
huh yeah i’m upping beretta, i shot his bro now that boy got vendetta
he flexing racks imma go take his cheddar
i’m up in ella
i got two white hoes “screaming we love you” but i ain’t no tecca
they eat up the meat then they got the vanilla
{verse1}
preme on the beat going crazy
just pop me an x now i’m going brazy
ya hoe see me once now she want my baby
i just wanna f-ck, i don’t want no lady
shots get the bussing now he in the air
i sip on that purple not talking pierre
i kick down your backdoor, you will not beware
his b-tch wanna f-ck on me, yea i’m aware
it’s getting chilly man, i need a moncler
he flex like he got it but he on welfare
claiming she thick, but that hoe be a square
that n-gga my junior, i run a daycare

- premekid

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