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letra de yeti - rello the kid

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[intro]
ay, this beat was crazy
as soon as i heard it i was like, “yeah, i gotta spit on this sh-t”
on bro

[chorus]
i’m west coast, yeah, she gon’ eat me up, spaghetti
the way she eatin’, she ain’t ate in days
let’s get high, i’m ready
big ass choppers, he want problems
finna go pop his head, confetti
glock a h-rny b-tch, it’s gon top ‘em and his man for pleasure
i got a whip and a house on the [?]
i hop out the cayenne and murder my enemies
i married the game, i just bought it a wedding ring
i hit it again, so you can’t be an enemy
your dawg can’t feature me, he tryna lace with me
pretending to me he got some wrists lookin’ better than me
who do you allow you to tell me what’s better for?
she don’t know that i think that she better for me
[verse]
her name in my head, going numb like a rocket player
brushing my chest and hair, think it’s third degree
putting my hands to the floor like i’m pedigree
she started askin’ me, what do i see in her?
b-tch, is you kidding me? what do you see in me?
when you get on top, i like it
she still wet, i see titanic
she take me to another planet
the drugs put me on another planet
so many problems, i cannot manage
drugs the only way i’ll manage
no it, i’ll prolly crash it
life’s a dust, slay the dragon
don’t worry ‘bout me, sh-t get tragic
take off his head like magic (yeah)
i ball hard, no magic
i’m so high, no landin’

[bridge]
i know sometimes life can be hard, but you are strong (you are strong)
time heals everything (time heals everything)
all storms move on

[chorus]
i’m west coast, yeah, she gon’ eat me up, spaghetti
the way she eatin’, she ain’t ate in days
let’s get high, i’m ready
big ass choppers, he want problems
finna go pop his head, confetti
glock a h-rny b-tch, it’s gon top ‘em and his man for pleasure
i got a whip and a house on the [?]
i hop out the cayenne and murder my enemies
i married the game, i just bought it a wedding ring
i hit it again, so you can’t be an enemy
your dawg can’t feature me, he tryna lace with me
pretending to me he got some wrists lookin’ better than me
who do you allow you to tell me what’s better for?
she don’t know that i think that she better for me
[outro]
b-tch (b-tch)

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