letra de carlos hyde - since99
[intro]
phosphate
yuh, ay, yes sir
okay, yup, ay, b-tch
[chorus]
gated community bourbon i’m trappin’
you don’t own a fitted but you still be cappin’
i don’t look like i’m supposed to be rappin’
i hop in this b-tch and i made my own fashion
in my own bedroom recording i never be slackin’
if you wanna feature then get to the stackin’
popped out the water i feel like the kraken
plug him my line so i had to go tappin’
busting a juug at the aria
playing with sticks he would think that it’s far cry
if he want the beef then we turn into five guys
pouring a deuce into my gatorade riptide
making these plays, feel like i’m clyde
run up the pack, carlos hyde
you saving that girl, at least you tried (tried)
smoking this purple late now i am fried
[verse 1]
wearing asics i don’t f-ck with the tom’s
b-tches fake and they say they reading psalms
but she was at edc all along
i’m up at the crib posted with my mom
you’re turning your rights into some wrongs
i’m up on a flight smoking that straw
high as a kite, no tommy chong
three grams in the wood i can’t f-ck with the bong
god d-mn i really way to could at this sh-t i’m not even gonna lie
ay
three grams in the wood i can’t f-ck with the bong
your b-tch in my bed, i ripped off her thong
shout out to k$upreme
i got a glizzy it came with the beam
feeling like trippie i hit him with the gleam
i just spilled texas all over my jeans
shoot first like i’m mahmoud abdul-rauf
hit the plug one time and i got three pounds of the boof
i’m sorry i had to slime your ass at the family fare but i need your loot
feel like lil nas x, i pulled up to the party in some d-mn boots
[chorus]
gated community bourbon i’m trappin’
you don’t own a fitted but you still be cappin’
i don’t look like i’m supposed to be rappin’
i hop in this b-tch and i made my own fashion
in my own bedroom recording i never be slackin’
if you wanna feature then get to the stackin’
popped out the water i feel like the kraken
plug him my line so i had to go tappin’
busting a juug at the aria
playing with sticks he would think that it’s far cry
if he want the beef then we turn into five guys
pouring a deuce into my gatorade riptide
making these plays, feel like i’m clyde
run up the pack, carlos hyde
you saving that girl, at least you tried (tried)
smoking this purple late now i am fried
[outro]
hop out the coupe and i gotta go rit
i might go pull up on ’em with a stick
hang in that blood but not in the crypt
pull up on that boy when i hit that wrist
i might go back and get a f-ckin’ bunny bit’
if he wanna pull up on thirty b-tches and dip
i might go back in and get a whip out the brick
yuh, yuh, ay
just a little freestyle at the end there to show all you motherf-ckers what i’m about
i ain’t one dimensional
yuh, oh yeah, yuh, ay, yuh, b-tch
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