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letra de gifted freestyle - tay b

[intro]
ha, ha
ha, ha
(my n-gga lee, i think we got another one)
ha, ha

[verse 1]
huh, lil’ dog finally gettin’ pape’, now he think he us (think he us)
psh, went and bought his first gun, this n-gga think he tough (frrt)
sent a headshot, but i miss, this n-gga think he trump (psh)
i ain’t the type to show my bl!ck, just know i keep it tucked
bad b-tches gettin’ f-cked (okay), all my hoes tens and up (okay)
all the whips tinted up (okay), young n-gga rich as f-ck (rich as f-ck)
huh, only f-cked for ten minutes, sh-t, i’m in a rush (i gotta go)
don’t smoke weed, but i still put n-ggas in a blunt (phew, uh-huh)
when i’m in paris, i ain’t stayin’ at the hilton (uh-uh)
i think i was born in december ’cause i’m gifted (uh-huh)
i’m not the type, they gotta beg for attention (uh-uh)
you can’t do the sh-t that i do ’cause i’m different (for real)
i’m ’bout to come across some money ’cause my palms itchin’ (for real)
you gettin’ out of jail way too fast, y’all snitchin’ (what the f-ck?)
these n-ggas fake as h-ll, don’t give a f-ck if y’all richer
make your own mans k!ll you, boy, don’t make me call bishop, phew (on my momma)

[chorus]
went campin’ and got neck in the woods (i’m with)
i’m with megan and this neck is so good (show me)
i’m just drivin’ fast, trx through the hood (skrrt)
i re, i remember all them times i had to jugg
i know in my future i’ll have a maybach like i’m dugg (phew)
i hang with superstars (phew), i remember hangin’ up at rudge (phew, phew)
i ain’t showin’ love, ridin’ ’round gun with a snub
i’ll act like i forgive you, but i still hold a grudge (hold a grudge)
[verse 2]
huh, you used to hold me, why you wanna give me p-ssy now? (what the f-ck?)
i’ll catch a flight, but still makin’ sure them bullets fly (uh-huh)
walk a n-gga down, i’m tay boogie wit da hoodie now
it’s twenty-five thousand dollars just to book me now (oh my god)
um, my neck is full, i’m rich as f-ck
huh, look at they face, they sick as f-ck (they sick as h-ll)
got a bad b-tch, she thick as f-ck (she thick as f-ck)
send you a driver, i can’t pick you up (uh, nuh-uh)
i’m rich as h-ll (yeah), i’m lit as h-ll (yeah)
payin’ for your hair, your toes, your nails (your big sh-t)
n-ggas hear that time, then fold and tell (uh-huh)
i’m froze and i got my b-tch froze as well (on my momma)

[chorus]
went campin’ and got neck in the woods (i’m with)
i’m with megan and this neck is so good (yeah)
i’m just drivin’ fast, trx through the hood (yeah)
i re, i remember all them times i had to jugg (yeah)
i know in my future i’ll have a maybach like i’m dugg
i hang with superstars, i remember hangin’ up at rudge
i ain’t showin’ love, ridin’ ’round gun with a snub
i’ll act like i forgive you, but i still hold a grudge (mm, mm)

- tay b

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