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letra de new console - sunshine christo & vain

[intro]
shut up, b-tch
it’s not like i really won, it’s just that all of you are losers
it’s not like i really won, it’s just that all of you are losers

[verse 1: sunshine christo]
it’s me and my boy vain, my n-gga, dreprofane
we based angels in this hoe, we on another plane
they be trying to hate, they be so lame
i just do my thing, i just do my thing
playing a different game, got that new console
i ain’t a dentist, i’ll rip out your tonsils
i’m an unlockable character hidden in the roster
i been bouncing around cliques like i’m in foster
you bit my swag, you is an imposter
i’m sick in the head like i am a monster
like johan, i’m playing with these hoes
you can set the bar high, b-tch, i’m coming with my pole
[verse 2: vain]
rise from the dead like i’m god’s son
blow the f-ck up like in top gun
never make a sad song, keep the vibes positive
newton’s third law, promise you will face the consequence
always on the right side, always on track
b-tches saying bye-bye, b-tches left back
steaming f-cking forward, call me f-cking thomas
we gon’ f-cking make it, that’s my f-cking promise
f-ck a resume, use my f-cking catalogue
listening to vain, hired me without a thought
i don’t even got to listen, i don’t even got it written
walking in that b-tch and i walk out with position

[chorus: vain]
run my numbers up, that’s a positive
keep hating on me, that’s a positive
say anything you want, i can’t f-cking hear you
looking at your numbers, real f-cking close to zero
been at it a while, since i was thirteen
since we had a stream, you can’t break this bond
this sh-t is untouchable, looking at the views, looking real comfortable

[verse 3: sunshine christo]
stupid little rat trying to hop up in my ‘lac
b-tch, you can’t have that, ’cause that is my cash
hey, that is mine, don’t play with my nine
don’t play with my slime, don’t play with my gang
you can have a pretty face, but you’re still going to pay
get out of my way, i am not like these others
i am not your brother, i ain’t related to y’all
i be running yards around the block like i’m playing football, you b-tch
[verse 4: vain]
rise from the dead like i’m god’s son
blow the f-ck up like in top gun
never make a sad song, keep the vibes positive
newton’s third law, promise you will face the consequence
always on the right side, always on track
b-tches saying bye-bye, b-tches left back
steaming f-cking forward, call me f-cking thomas
we gon’ f-cking make it, that’s my f-cking promise
f-ck a resume, use my f-cking catalogue
listening to vain, hired me without a thought
i don’t even got to listen, i don’t even got it written
walking in that b-tch and i walk out with position

- sunshine christo vain

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