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letra de intro - skitz & goldin

[intro: skitz]
i might just hit me the chase and i get me the cash
hop in the coupe and i dash
got d-mn
got d-mn

[verse 1: skitz]
i don’t chase hoes, only chase like the bank
we going up, we top 5 in the ranks
smoking the gas, i be sipping on drank
half the crew in the brinks, other half in a tank
crew got the heat but we drip like a faucet
hop in the lamb and we fly like a comet
y’all talk the talk, i don’t listen to comments
you might just drown if you step in my closet
biting my style like they packing a chew
you flexing ones, i pull out all the blues
gucci my scarf, and my wallet, and shoes
over the bullsh-t, y’all don’t got a clue
making sh-t up, all these thotties be bored
find a thick thot, slip it in, like i scored
benz in my pocket, you flexing a ford
f-ck with the crew, put your ass in a morgue

[verse 2: goldin]
i stacked up my ms like a mountain
i got all the drip like a fountain
lost track of the money i’m counting
the party was whack so we bouncing
reset the game, we gon’ play it again
don’t need to cap, i don’t f-ck with pretend
foreign my whip and my b-tch till the end
got rid of my b-tch and i f-cked on her friend

[verse 2: skitz]
ay, whole gang got the heat
ay, whole gang in the street
ay, i might f-ck your b
ay, yeah, she belong to the streets, ay
she wanna f-ck to the beat, ay
on her chest skeet skeet, ay
on her chest skeet skeet, ay, ay, ay, ay

[bridge: goldin]
on her chest skeet skeet, ay
f-ck her in the sheet, ay
pull up with the fleet, ay
take her to the suite

[bridge: skitz]
take her to the suite, ay
and i f-ck her in the suite, ay
diamonds on my t–th, ay, yuh
and the car ain’t got no keys, yuh

[verse 3: goldin]
chain on my neck and you know it’s gon’ freeze
dropping the top and i’m feeling the breeze
look at my pockets, they full of the cheese
she asking for more, she begging me please
i got the diamonds on me, vvs
they asking for more, i’m giving them less

[verse 3: skitz]
they asking for more i’m giving them less, yuh
get rid of the stress, yuh
hop in the coupe, yuh
skeet skeet on her chest, yuh
she belong to the streets
we just be counting the cash in our sleep, yuh
yuh
we just be counting it in our sleep, yuh
counting cash in our sleep, yuh
she belong to the streets, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

- skitz goldin

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