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letra de yak - tokyo jetz

[verse 1: tokyo jetz]
eh i done ran up a lil bag on some rap sh-t
strapped like a dyk-, and you know i eat a rap b-tch
f-ck a n-gga 2 times, [?]
don’t trust none of these b-tches, kick her out, she call me brooce lee
[?]
favorite rapper trapper in my dm’s
keep trying to take me shopping, i’m booked up through the weekend
richer than whoever p-ssy n-gga, so in defence
i’m what you bringing to the table, cause i’m eating
no problem [?]
hoes be tryna [?]
say she ain’t heard [?] but i be all up in your recents
vibing with the real, i just be vibing with my n-ggas
he gon step [?], [?] molly and some liquor
hit my phone, 3 way
every call, n-gga h-llo
[?] living wreckless, still got [?]
small b-tch, but i’m well respected where i be at
still paranoid, so i keep cameras where i sleep at

[chorus: tokyo jetz]
rap n-ggas, they be faking [?] like they [?]
[?] get your ass up out the streets
she pretty, but she rapping like she gangsta, cause i’m on that
[?] steady calling, but you ain’t gon get your ho back
[?] boy you already know that
b-tch i’m from florida, i be vibing like i’m kodak
pretty, but she rapping like she gangsta, cause i’m on that
[?] steady calling, but you ain’t gon get your ho back
[verse 2: jackboy]
[?]
sware to god you ain’t never gon get that b-tch back
you n-ggas broke as f-ck, bout time you n-ggas fix that
[?] kodak
you gotta do the team, b-tch already knew that
i never switch, i be real and thuggin way before rap
it’s a rari, [?]
[?] slide with my zombies
run in his crib, put [?]
[?] leave a n-gga funky
[?] young n-gga a junky
[?] got the money
bread imma stack, got tired feeling hungry
ran up the racks, with a big glock on me
compare me to a rat, n-gga i am not phoney
i [?] like a [?], [?]
go everywhere with my gun, i can’t leave [?]

- tokyo jetz

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