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letra de alien - samuel jr

[intro]
ah
ooo
ah
yeah

[hook]
don’t be tryna give me no dap
i ain’t from your ends, imma alien
always gotta hold my stash
’cause all the trap spots been raided in
i ain’t never told n0body i’m sorry
they might f-ck around think i’m canadian
f-ck around and drop the top on the ’rari
like i don’t give a f-ck if it’s raining in

[post-hook]
i’m finessing through the lies you faking
got another rapper’s name on your bracelet
she only f-cking if you keep her high maintenance
and you’ve been trynna buy her love, but she ain’t breaking in

[verse 1]
medusa head on my chain
ain’t no cap, i’m ahead of my game
want my money real tall like a crane
on some mob sh-t, we the 50’s and 100’s
and run on your clique like a train
and go back to the trap, see that blood on the money
we washing that sh-t like a stain
cuban chains on my wrists and my ankles
it looks like i’m taken from feds
i’m too scared i might trust you and you f-ck around
and get my sh-t real twisted like dreads
so i hit them like woah
[hook]
don’t be tryna give me no dap (oh no!)
i ain’t from your ends, imma alien (oh my!)
always gotta hold my stash (oh no!)
’cause all the trap spots been raided in
i ain’t never told n0body i’m sorry (oh my!)
they might f-ck around think i’m canadian
f-ck around and drop the top on the ‘rari
like i don’t give a f-ck if it’s raining in

[alternate post-hook]
i’m finessing through the lies you faking (ah, ah, ah)
got another rapper’s name on your bracelet
she only f-cking if you keep her high maintenance (ah, ah, ah)
and you’ve been trynna buy her love, but she ain’t breaking in
(trynna buy her love, but she ain’t breaking)
(trynna buy her love, but she ain’t breaking)
(trynna buy her love, but she ain’t breaking)
(trynna buy her love, but she ain’t breaking)

[interlude]
ooo
(trynna buy her love, but she ain’t breaking)
(trynna buy her love, but she ain’t breaking)

[verse 2]
i just got me a dub, i gotta bag
for all of my dogs that been keeping it real from the jummp
i keep a stick on the side for the ones aiming at my back
and i ain’t trynna front
make the kid run, forrest, run
moving pharmacy with all my thugs
in harmony, first of the month
young sixty a dog, he ain’t got no feelings
gotta know if the ones that i’m with really wit’ it
keep an eye on the opps
’cause they’re trynna aim for my position
[outro]
right here, b’more, right outside the bank
if you got an issue with that come see me
(don’t be tryna give me no dap)
(i ain’t from your ends, imma alien)

- samuel jr

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