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letra de whatever i want 2 - skyte

yeah i’m moving alone i don’t need a crew
ion wanna hear bout sh-t put everyone on mute headphones on b-tch i’m in that boof
when i lock in b-tch it’s a one man army f-ck about them troops
(yessir)
oh the cops on the way i’m skrting in that coupe
(yessir)
oh the hoes tryna play? i pass em alley oop
(yessir)
pulled up in all black, oh guess what? guess who?
(yessir)
just cause i’m flirting don’t mean i want you
(yessir)
b-tch i’m on pimp sh-t hit my groove
(yessir)
i got motion i don’t ask what’s the move
(yessir)
before you test me n-gga life or death better choose
(yessir)
keep that glocky right up on my desk but it don’t snooze b-tch
godd-mn
mane who got a perc in this b-tch i’m tryna get high
i be putting in work in this sh-t but no nine to five
mane that hoe finna twerk on the d-ck when i get inside
so i already know what she meant when she asked for a ride
one two
hit a n-gga with a one two
three opps get shot when they come through
four holes in the head what a gun do
five sticks in this band what the drum do?
six seven jays let the gas out the sunroof
eight hoes that a n-gga wan run through
nine shots leave a lil n-gga lunch food
ten shots from the back her buns blue
yeah my mac eleven never miss
and twelve be steady on d-ck
i’m with thirteen masked up in this b-tch
u in yo bag just doesn’t exist
i want the cash but u get the jist
yeah
made what you made in two weeks (fourteen days) don’t mean to brag i’m really the sh-t
(yessir)
i know n-ggas mad i was fifteen taking they b-tch
i look in the mag sixteen left in the clip
i’m blowing it fast seventeen racks i done spent
i’m doing em bad
i’m doing em bad
i’m doing em bad
he got eighteen he bought a zip
2019 i wasn’t seeing no sense
2020 vision searching for the dividends
i’m the club no i’m not 21 but they still let me in
yeah i’m moving alone i don’t need a crew
ion wanna hear bout sh-t put everyone on mute headphones on b-tch i’m in that boof
when i lock in b-tch it’s a one man army f-ck about them troops
(yessir)
oh the cops on the way i’m skrting in that coupe
(yessir)
oh the hoes tryna play? i pass em alley oop
(yessir)
pulled up in all black, oh guess what? guess who?
(yessir)
just cause i’m flirting don’t mean i want you
(yessir)
b-tch i’m on pimp sh-t hit my groove
(yessir)
i got motion i don’t ask what’s the move
(yessir)
before you test me n-gga life or death better choose
(yessir)
keep that glocky right up on my desk but it don’t snooze b-tch

- skyte

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