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letra de under - sywavy

[intro]
time just goes for no reason
we just barley been speaking
i’m tired of hearing you leaving
and barley i’ve been speaking
and barley i’ve been speaking

[verse 1]
tell why these b-tches be talking bout leaving
i don’t like to talk about these b-tches, i don’t need it
cops k!ll a n-gga give a f-ck if we breathing
tell ’em if it’s not black then it’s hard for me to grease it
f-cked her with peace so i left out my pinky
double his cup so he lean likе the pisa
n-ggas stay posted on corners ariza
and wondеr like cole, will she love me like keyisha
sh-t had an odor i rant bout our secret
i’m sorry i did it that sh-t had me livid
to focused on records i’m moving like guinness
mercy on me but my girl don’t play, uh
have mercy on me but my girl don’t play tennis
now pass me the water i need to replenish
now pass me the, i need to replenish
i’m far from just finished i’m wavy talk to em uh
[chorus]
i swear these n-ggas can’t touch me
i swear, i swear these n-ggas can’t touch me
i swear these n-ggas can’t touch me
i swear, i swear these n-ggas can’t touch me
i swear these n-ggas can’t touch me
i swear, i swear these n-ggas can’t touch me
i swear these n-ggas can’t touch me
i swear, i swear these n-ggas can’t touch me

[verse 2]
tell why these b-tches be talking about sh-t
’cause i hit it once and i swear it gon’ ricochet
talking about we, it must be the crème brûlée
she a big freak she cirque du soleil
imma be giannis i’m chipped on a frito lay
keep it a buck i was born on a holiday
called up my n-gga say who gon respond today
d-mn who gon respond today
n-ggas be talking about rap sh-t
my b-tch she beauty she stay in a pageant
she said can we link, she talking bout mink, she getting her lashes
my n-gga mehdi, he look like aladdin
i need a jasmine, stay with a bad b-tch
she tried to catfish, they like my captions
but you n-ggas, you probably can’t catch this
but you n-ggas, i know you can’t
[chorus]
i swear these n-ggas can’t touch me
i swear, i swear these n-ggas can’t touch me
i swear these n-ggas can’t touch me
i swear, i swear these n-ggas can’t touch me
i swear these n-ggas can’t touch me
i swear, i swear these n-ggas can’t touch me
i swear these n-ggas can’t touch me
i swear, i swear these n-ggas can’t touch me

[verse 3]
now tell why these b-tches be talking about leaving
now tell why these n-ggas be talking about leaving
now tell why these b-tches be talking about leaving
now tell why these n-ggas be talking about leaving
cause these n-ggas be sad, uh, they need grieving
now tell me why they go for no reason

- sywavy

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