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letra de vanguard - shai coke

[verse]
i talk about money more than slidin’ that’s what i’m into
they can’t say what they did, it’s just what they finn’ to
i always mention the chop, but i got fns too
i made some blues off the devil like i played for duke

n-ggas drivin’ fake cars, i never seen that trim
if it’s not an m or amg, don’t badge the sh-t
ain’t got some gloves, use your shirt to mask the prints
i don’t even like bein’ called, bro, i am not your twin

i want my fans to get money, i don’t want you to dance
your b-tch helped me, al snow, she came with the head
my main look like zendaya, you f-ckin’ on reg
try to run off, thеn it’s footshot, get turned into meg

yo, man’s diеd, you ain’t slide, you just got high
when putt died, the ? died that n-gga sky high
me and the chop stick together like saha
made a b-tch sing off the johnny, my, my, my, my

[chorus]
you can’t teach new tricks to old dogs
i was born smart, i’m still in the war zone
this not vanguard, thought it was street we left his brains on the sidewalk
i used to flock, and now they flock because my songs hard
ain’t got some gloves, use your shirt to mask the prints
i don’t even like bein’ caught, bro, i am not your twin
i’m not the same as zaya wade, but i’m really him
baby want some pups, i bust a dump, i still get it in
[verse]
it cost big money to go to war, in other words, y’all boys is cooked
just hit a 90-perk play all finesse, they had to look
a bunch of paper bent up on me like in my pockets fit a book

how i’m trippin’ from my hustle and all the chances i done took
been droppin’ work on top my skids, drug residue all on this b-tch
y’all boys not steppin’ in this game, just actin’ out all for the next
watch y’all mouth about the bag, we make you stand on what you said

and quit speakin’ about paper, yo ass still ain’t seen a 10
just make me mad, no caps today, just blew y’all’s cash
i’m up enough to blow through bands, boy, i’m deep inside my bag
i ain’t wanna show too much, had sticks in videos, i was mad

now i’m smarter, bigger goals, i’m in here plottin’ on two paths
a new spot i can work outta, another crib to stash these rackets
tryna create so much emotion, a hundred thousand be my bad day
i can’t complain right now, i’m havin’ a couple points, even my bad plays

this chop i got on me been punchin’ off the hip, you got a rack gang
and if you movin’ with us, n-ggas, we can’t do business, boy, i’m rack gang
that’s all bosses round the bag, j-drop, rollie off the black face
don’t do that cappin’ around me, lil’ doggie, what that pack weigh

y’all boys can never f-ck with stewie, huh? that’s what them racks say
[outro}
a bunch of money around the bag, what up doe shai
that’s all we do is get money
that’s all we do is get money, man

- shai coke

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