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letra de tnt - tatsei

[intro]
hol’up
ll
sh-t in the backseat, ho
got sh-t in the backseat, ho
got sh-t in the backseat, ho
tnt, tnt
finna blow up, yeah
got sh-t in the backseat, n-gga
hol’up, hol’up
hol’up, hol’up, hol’up, hol’up, hol’up

[chorus]
yeah, tnt, i’m boutta blow up, 2025, yeah
just tapped that b-tch in the back so good, that it made her cry, yeah
got sh-t in the backseat, uh
got cash in the backseat, uh
got drugs in the backseat, uh
got my sl-ts in the backseat, yuh
drugs, them potions, what it is, that i’m mixin’ up (yeah)
thugs, that mob, yeah, them n-ggas that i got strapped-up (yeah)
guns, that iron, love my silver, yeah i keep it tucked (yeah)
clothes, my car, even my phone case, it stay tanked as f-ck (yeah, yeah)

[verse]
navy blue on my whip, b-tch, i’m swervin’ in that cybertruck (yeah)
some of you n-ggas so talentless, they’d be sold back then for like two bucks
hate, or love me, n-gga, yeah, i don’t give no f-cks
hate, or love me-love me-love me-love me-love me-love me
frozen patek on my wrist, yeah, ha
it ain’t tickin’, uh (yeah)
diamonds all over my b-tch, yeah, ha
& they glisten, yeah
she say “i’m yo’ biggest fan! i’m yo’ biggest fan!”
yeah, but where these b-tches at when i ain’t have no bands, yeah
ok, like left-right, left-right, left-right, left-right, yeah
yeah, like left-right, left-right, left-right, left-right, yeah
cozyworld, huh, on my body, hol’up, yeah
cozyworld, yeah, on my body, hol’up, yeah
when i walk outside, there go the paparazzi
they want a picture-picture
d-mn, yo’ b-tch thinkin’ ’bout my d-ck & how it’s bigger-bigger
it’s k!ll on sight, hand on my gun, it’s on that trigger-trigger
i’m a violent n-gga, noose on his neck like he a n-gga-n-gga
[chorus]
yeah, tnt, i’m boutta blow up, 2025, yeah
just tapped that b-tch in the back so good, that it made her cry, yeah
got sh-t in the backseat, uh
got cash in the backseat, uh
got drugs in the backseat, uh
got my sl-ts in the backseat, yuh
drugs, them potions, what it is, that i’m mixin’ up (yeah)
thugs, that mob, yeah, them n-ggas that i got strapped-up (yeah)
guns, that iron, love my silver, yeah i keep it tucked (yeah)
clothes, my car, even my phone case, it stay tanked as f-ck (yeah, yeah)

- tatsei

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