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letra de can't make this up - tay b

[intro]
(antt did the track)
yeah, all facts lil’ n-gga, huh
what up, antt?

[verse]
let a b-tch run my life is where you lost me
me bein’ a broke ass n-gga? don’t insult me, huh
just left golden sun, and i got sparkly
reggie baby spendin’ dog sh-t, and hutch like starsky
ran off wit’ that firework, so i sparked ’em
bullsh-t ass weed, that sh-t look just like parsley
i’m a star with bucks, but i never made coffee
keep a stick in my hand, but never went golfin’, huh
trust me, watch the n-ggas that you knew the longest
now i’m on, all i really had to do was focus
it’s two hundred on the dash, i used to do the focus
i’m a general, because i’m movin’ soldiеrs
i made three-fifty in a week, like some yeezy snеaks
you gotta report to your boss, how can we compete?
i just made a vegetarian come eat my meat
i was f-cked up, i used to just f-ckin’ eat and sleep, huh
layin’ in bed, just countin’ sheep
fast forward to now, i’m paranoid, i can’t go to bed
told myself “f-ck countin’ sheep, let me count this bread”
told yo’ wife “i don’t wanna f-ck, let me get the head”
net worth say it’s fifty k on the net
how the f-ck is that? it’s fifty k on my neck
i ain’t playin chess, but i’m playin wit’ a check
disrespect my son, get yo’ brains on yo’ lap
now it’s twenty on yo’ head, i put that on the set
you ain’t boutta hurt my d-ck, b-tch, get that p-ssy wet
let me f-ck, or you gon get cut off, b-tch, that’s just that
yeah b-tch, that’s a promise, that is not a threat
[outro]
my old heads used to be motherf-ckin’ gator’d up
now it’s all dior, i can’t make this up
f-ck the small talk, let me pay to f-ck
f-ck friends, ’cause they all gon’ turn into haters, huh

- tay b

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