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letra de cabo - romeyo

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[chorus]
they hop on my back, so they paying a tax
it’s nine in the morning, just made me a rack
all on the internet talking that cap
i see ’em in person, they taking it back
add up the zeros, i’m making ’em stack
you think you the hero, i’m thinking you wack
robert dinero, i know it’s an act
lil’ b-tch, i’m the zodiac k!lling the tracks

[verse 1]
flights out cabo, yeah i take a vacation
talkin’ el chapo, i been serving to the nation
dancing to the mambo, got a twerking lil’ blasion
two piece combo, eat her like a taco
in the motherf-ckin’ tahoe, i ain’t ask, she just gave it
keep this sh-t a hunnid, i ain’t ever have to fake it
dropping off thе hunnids, i been motherf-ckin’ banking
f-ck, keep me a bag like it’s kankеn
step back, swish, i ain’t ever have to bank it
step back, b-tch, why you getting in my facing
i been seeing worse through the motherf-ckin’ lasic
bought a hoe a purse, but the hoe still basic
(b-tch, you never bought me a birkin bag)

[chorus]
they hop on my back, so they paying a tax
it’s nine in the morning, just made me a rack
all on the internet talking that cap
i see ’em in person, they taking it back
add up the zeros, i’m making ’em stack
you think you the hero, i’m thinking you wack
robert dinero, i know it’s an act
lil’ b-tch, i’m the zodiac k!lling the tracks
[verse 2]
she askin’ my zodiac
b-tch, this is life on the deck, i’m just tryna bring cody back
bring me the cake like it’s motherf-ckin’ kodiak
been in the field like a motherf-ckin’ quarterback
throw him a dime bag, he ain’t got no quarter sack
ain’t spinning blocks like a motherf-ckin’ coldasack
they stabbing my back with a motherf-ckin’ shoulder tap
look, i don’t need receipts, if you want, you can fax me
rap like i’m drake, but i’m way past degrassi
thick little stallion like megan, she nasty
i ain’t do uber, i call her a taxi
savage and ratchet, a boujiee lil’ bad b-tch
she pulling me in, suck my d-ck in the backseat
this sh-t god-given, just like an athlete
hit like i’m robinson, motherf-ckin’ jackie
run up them numbers, like motherf-ckin’ track meets
sometimes, i spit real sh-t that listen and feel sh-t
but switch up the tone, i’ll still k!ll me a trap beat

[chorus]
they hop on my back, so they paying a tax
it’s nine in the morning, just made me a rack
all on the internet talking that cap
i see ’em in person, they taking it back
add up the zeros, i’m making ’em stack
you think you the hero, i’m thinking you wack
robert dinero, i know it’s an act
lil’ b-tch, i’m the zodiac k!lling the tracks

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