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letra de untitled - taey

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tryna get trippy tonight
all of my n-ggas they nice
we getting high as a kite
drinking my juice and i’m fly (right)

why should i act like i’m kind
if n-ggas don’t want see me shine
non of you hoes on my mind
double my cash and i’m out (yuh)

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me i just stick with the squaw
don’t look around cause i’m up
you ain’t got no sh-t youzza flop
keep talking such & get shot

picture the boy on the cut
i don’t get my drip from the shop
still got yo girl on the phone
i know that hoe want to f-ck (cuddle)

she texin me like she love me
gon hit bish & i’m rollin
i’m ridin out, see me zonin
ice on the wrist that’s a rowley (supposedky)

jiggy, i’m jiggy, i’m jiggy, u know it
f-k with yo bish, better cuff, she be hoin
i started trappin like f-ck it let’s do it
now n-gga trend, on way to the podium

man yall n-ggas salty, i’m fonder than sodium
reppin my sh-t, still i kick it like goku
f-ck iz you think! ye you right i be loco
n-ggas ain’t nothin, you more like some h0m-s

my pockets fat like my jeans made by oprah
sip on this soda, let’s get little bolder
takin all off while we heading to sofa
hop on my d-ck & i hit it like cobra

b-tch from corona, she love my aroma
d-mn little dress might just give me a b-n-r
i shouldn’t look when she stretch on that yoga
but d-mn little boy, i can’t act like a robot?

i’m riding solo
stay on the low tho
that be the modo
f-ck all that promo

pose for photo
we blowing slow mo
stick to the g-code
u already know tho

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non of you n-ggas my hoooms
once you pull up, i been gone
shouldn’t put trust in yo girl
she chasing my bone like a dog

godly she talk like a queen
while f-ckin she sound like a b-tch
jump on that stick like a freak
d-mn little booty so thick

u always talkin that cheap
when u should just close it like zip
fly n-gga spreading my wingz
let n-gga shine like a bling

non of this b-tches on ten
talking bout popping a xan
fake b-tches can’t let em hang
i get more drip then yo man

boy you can’t handle the gang
boys counting nothing, but bands
gas till i n-gga gon crash
chasing no hoes, but the bag

i’m always doing my thing
that’s why i’m high when i land
i’m always down for my trend
that’s why my sh-t on demand

tell em them n-ggas they wack
n-ggas rep nothing but trash
f-ck all them n-ggas, they sad
them n-ggas act like don’t get s-x

man i been the best
i need some rest
always i’m fresh
fast like i’m flash

i don’t give d-mn!
riding no trend
t be the gang
bam! {oh}

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- taey

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