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letra de kodak black freestyle - tdot illdude

[intro]
you know
fame is one h-ll of a drug
all y’all talk about is fame, clout, sh-t

[chorus]
fame is all they talkin’ ’bout
f-ckin’ with my mental (yeah)
yeah, yeah (yeah)
yeah, yeah, yeah (for real)
i need big bags all around (bags)
and it could be so simple (uh huh)
yeah, yeah (yeah)
yeah, yeah, yeah (yah)

[verse]
f-ck the fame, i need that bag, n-gga (bag)
you a lame, you a sad n-gga (sad)
i know the game, i did the math (i did the math)
i’m gettin’ change, i make it add quicker (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i pick her up from the strip club and she had the trash bag wit’ her
yeah, i heard these corny n-ggas hatin’, all i could do is laugh, n-gga
yeah, ’cause i be on, sh-t they don’t be on (yeah)
all my weed neon (yeah)
chain on freon (okay)
that b-tch that you love and you wouldn’t dare cheat on (yeah)
the type that i skeet on and pour don p on (d-mn)
call up in the am, call and see what g on (brrt)
tell ’em throw the beat on, and i’ma throw the heat on (yeah)
n-ggas can’t eat on the block that i be on (no, no)
a nick get sold in the park, then put me on (yeah)
ugly -ss sneakers
cost me ’bout a g bar (word)
you wanna know what dot ski on? (what?)
the bull that the thots be on (yeah)
they be begging me to hit, i ain’t ever on my cosby jawn (nah)
had a thing for a c-cky jawn with a fat -ss in them yoga pants and her huaraches on
hotel party in the lobby drawn (yeah)
said she don’t eat meat, throw some broccoli on (for real)
she wanna ride, so i let her get her jocky on
do you, don’t worry ’bout what i be doin’ (yeah)

[break]
you know the vibes, the vibe is heavy (yeah)
it’s on the way (yeah)

[chorus]
fame is all they talkin’ ’bout
f-ckin’ with my mental (yeah)
yeah, yeah (yeah)
yeah, yeah, yeah (for real)
i need big bags all around (bags)
and it could be so simple (yeah)
yeah, yeah (yeah)
yeah, yeah, yeah (yah)

- tdot illdude

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