letra de mango 2 - tenkay (rap)
[intro]
(ten racks! ten bands! tenkay, b-tch!)
[chorus]
get the f-ck out my circle, you can’t ride
all my rhymes, i’m tryna let ride
rack money good but the trap money pay right
b-tch, i swag and i sauce at the same time
smoke to the face, met a young n-gga hang-glide
b-tch, i feel like kid cudi on day ‘n’ nite
that’s your b-tch while she text me late at night
she said, “baby, come through”, i ate her nice
my white b-tch same color, cocoa
black b-tch, same color, cocoa
keep my shoes tied, ran up on the popo
you actin’ strange, probably talkin’ to the popo
[verse 1]
n-gga, how you talk sh-t with no goals
pull up on a n-gga, lay low before you turn gold
light the top of your head like a light bulb
i be runnin’ in the rain, i feel like [?]
rose gold when i trap on my iphone
pull up, tenkay, all the bad hoes i know
i’m [?] with your b-tch, she need to get [?]
bad milf b-tch, she like 34 years old
you only get one chance, i get plenty more
say you gettin’ bands, b-tch, i get plenty more
i’m a pretty b-tch, yeah, i’m a pretty ho
and you know i’m in the h, not the city mo’
[bridge]
yeah, b-tch gettin’ mo’
grab the wock now drop it low
yeah, b-tch gettin’ mo’
grab the wock now drop it low
grab the wock now drop it low
grab the wock now drop it low
[verse 2]
she said, “do you believe in god?”, i said, “i don’t know”
i done lost all my faith, i done lost hoes
stood on my own, that’s why i got l!cks
yeah, my choppa make beats like that n-gga l!cks
boy, don’t send me your music, i’m not impressed
man, i came in the game, left y’all perplexed
(yo, this is livin’ luxury, and yo, f-ck you, what! tenkay, b-tch!)
[chorus]
get the f-ck out my circle, you can’t ride
all my rhymes, i’m tryna let ride
rack money good but the trap money pay right
b-tch, i swag and i sauce at the same time
smoke to the face, met a young n-gga hang-glide
b-tch, i feel like kid cudi on day ‘n’ nite
that’s your b-tch while she text me late at night
she said, “baby, come through”, i ate her nice
my white b-tch same color coco
black b-tch, same color coco
keep my shoes tied, ran up on the popo
you actin’ strange, probably talkin’ to the popo
(tenkay, b-tch!)
[bridge]
yeah, b-tch gettin’ mo’
grab the wock now drop it, yeah, yeah
b-tch gettin’ mo’
grab the wock now drop it low
yeah, yeah, b-tch gettin’ mo’
grab the wock now drop it low
grab the wock now drop it low
grab the wock now drop it low
[verse 2]
she said, “do you believe in god?”, i said, “i don’t know”
i done lost all my faith, i done lost hoes
stood on my own, that’s why i got l!cks
yeah, my choppa make beats like that n-gga l!cks
boy, don’t send me your music, i’m not impressed
letras aleatórias
- iam › letra de que fait la police? - iam
- nosso querido figueiredo › letra de o cidadão (parte 2) - nosso querido figueiredo
- jid › letra de bruuuh - jid
- rata blanca › letra de jerusalén - rata blanca
- erik lindo › letra de hash smoker honeybee - erik lindo
- frigs › letra de chest - frigs
- poon patrol › letra de underwater shenanigans - poon patrol
- azeey › letra de black angel - azeey
- the ways › letra de parseh - the ways
- into another › letra de t.a.i.l. - into another