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letra de sheesh - tafia

[intro: tafia]
(cashmoneyap, dramatic) yeah
i can touch the sky, i got my money up
n-ggas say they outside, but they ain’t did enough (uh-huh)

[verse 1: tafia]
seen my n-gga in a shootout in some red bottom flip flops (yeah)
we gon’ k!ll all the opps, we don’t fear sh-t, but fear god (uh)
you know i’m finessin’ a jugg, waitin’ on this big drop (let’s go)
i’m a trapper rapper, i’ll let y’all k!ll the hip hop (ayy)
i’m a trapper rapper, i got money on that blizock (uh)
buss down two-tone 41, yeah, this a big clock (ice)
these n-ggas ain’t real, these n-ggas temporary (yeah)
she like, “why you got a pistol in the club?” this how i gotta carry
f-ck a n-gga main b-tch just ’cause she reppin’ gang sh-t (let’s go)
yеah, she spotted me, but shе know a n-gga stainless (okay)
can tell i’m out my body how i’m cuttin’ in this range b-tch
catch a n-gga lackin’, tmz, make ’em famous (boom boom)
i’m really on some g sh-t, it’s funny how i peep sh-t (let’s go)
you like playin’ games, but them games get you deceased quick
i’m armed and untamed with a chain, leave you seasick (yeah)
couple thousand on some frames and i still don’t see sh-t

[chorus: tafia]
i ain’t, i ain’t thinkin’ crazy, you just thinkin’ basic (yeah, yeah)
was a lil’ n-gga talkin’ ’bout ridin’ mercedes (let’s go)
i’m tryna eat with you, but you out here steady hatin’ (uh)
the same n-gga b-tch wanna f-ck and have my baby
sheesh, this game ain’t for no weak n-gga, ain’t it?
sheesh, n-ggas two-faced, look like they painted
sheesh, i’m out here dolo hustlin’ in the rain
sheesh, i smile, you won’t ever see my pain
[verse 2: jackboy]
when i smile, you don’t see my pain
all you see is diamonds bling
i’m dealin’ with all my problems
buyin’ up the finer things
i came from where none of you lames
you can tell we ain’t the same
i’ll push a n-gga sh-t back, try to go against the grain
i got snipers in my gang, everybody got good aim
murderer, homicides, go get to a stain
i leave a whole body, no, my bullets ain’t novacaine
you playin’ a dangerous game, ’bout to get you for some fame
b-tch, don’t run up on me ’cause i got the gun tucked
all black, hooded up, and i’m posted in the cut
bust a move, try your luck
false move, i’ma bust
n-ggas funny, i can’t trust
’bout that money, you’ll get crushed
nothin’ i’ma do is gon’ be playin’ on basic
diamonds on my chain and i bust down on my bracelets
made it out the hood, i could tell these n-ggas hate it
all these n-ggas sour, i could see it in they faces

[chorus: tafia]
i ain’t, i ain’t thinkin’ crazy, you just thinkin’ basic
was a lil’ n-gga talkin’ ’bout ridin’ mercedes
i’m tryna eat with you, but you out here steady hatin’
the same n-gga b-tch wanna f-ck and have my baby
sheesh, this game ain’t for no weak n-gga, ain’t it?
sheesh, n-ggas two-faced, look like they painted
sheesh, i’m out here dolo hustlin’ in the rain
sheesh, i smile, you won’t ever see my pain
[outro]
gangsta grizz-ills

- tafia

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