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letra de birkin - the grey era

[verse 1: tgetruth]
i don’t talk sh-t, y’all do talking on the net
shooters sparking, i be riding for my set
my dawgs, barking leaving n—– in the vet
titties perky, i be rubbing on her chest

[chorus: tgetruth]
bags, birkin
shooters, lurking
black, suburban
catch him lacking on purpose
feins, serving
see him, hurt him
got him, murk him
n—– clowns in the circus
bags, birkin
shooters, lurking
black, suburban
catch him lacking on purpose
feins, serving
see him, hurt him
got him, murk him
n—– clowns in the circus

[verse 2: tgemarx]
wait, youngin and i’m drippy uh, hit it then she miss me, uh
i’m trynna get litty, double cup i sippy sippy, uh
whole gang yeah they wit me, gotta keep that bl!cky
hottest in the city, ain’t n0body f-cking with me
y’all talk on the net, i’m in new york like the mets
nike riding with a tеch, all you p-ssy boys upset
yeah your girl she givе me neck p-ssy boy take offence
yeah we spinning on your block life’s a game no roulette
[refrain: tgestephy]
cause i’m in the field, i’m in the trenches
so f-ck how u feel, cause you cannot fend sh-t
we pull up we bringing the steel, we pull we end sh-t
my n—- its k!ll or be k!lled, cause my n—– are reckless
cause i’m in the field, i’m in the trenches
so f-ck how u feel, cause you cannot fend sh-t
we pull up we bringing the steel, we pull we end sh-t
my n—- its k!ll or be k!lled, cause my n—– are reckless

[verse 3: tgewatts]
y’all n—– see me i spin on your block like a cd
like my diamonds you know that they vvs
f-cking with me but you cannot be me
like some water she feeling like fiji
working for me so bring me your cv
at the top yeah this sh-ts getting easy
i’m balling so my n—– elite
she wanted love, i gave her a rose
i’m overseas, i fly coast to coast
i hit from the back, she touching her toes
i’m up in my bag, i’m doing the most
all of my n—– they get to the (what)
all of my n—– they get to the dough
i call the shots i feel like a
i call the shots i feel like a coach
[chorus: tgetruth]
bags, birkin
shooters, lurking
black, suburban
catch him lacking on purpose
feins, serving
see him, hurt him
got him, murk him
n—– clowns in the circus
bags, birkin
shooters, lurking
black, suburban
catch him lacking on purpose
feins, serving
see him, hurt him
got him, murk him
n—– clowns in the circus

[refrain: tgestephy]
cause i’m in the field, i’m in the trenches
so f-ck how u feel, cause you cannot fend sh-t
we pull up we bringing the steel, we pull we end sh-t
my n—- its k!ll or be k!lled, cause my n—– are reckless
cause i’m in the field, i’m in the trenches
so f-ck how u feel, cause you cannot fend sh-t
we pull up we bringing the steel, we pull we end sh-t
my n—- its k!ll or be k!lled, cause my n—– are reckless

- the grey era

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