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letra de way$ - tony neek$

[chorus]
i’m dropping like 40 / balling like curry
staying low key, f-ck all the problems / y’all don’t want them
we some savage, all these b-tches man they f-cking love me, cuz i’m about my money
i’m on my way now, get the f-ck out my way now

(i’m on my)
i’m on my way (way, way, way)
my flight delayed (delay, delay, delay)
i’m about that cake, cake, cake
y’all love that fake, fake sh-t

[verse 1]
i don’t f-ck with n-body, leave the b-tches in the lobby
i don’t f-ck with the parties, moving on the low now
these b-tches wanna hoe around here
balling like pippin
40 i’m sipping
henny leaning, i’m kareeming
now f-ck your b-tch -ss, you a fraud -ss
i don’t ever wanna f-ck with y’all
don’t f-ck with squares, i light my l’s and let me catch my fade (let me catch my fade)
now pull up on me, if you’re talking money
well you’re throwing shade, throw it my way now, b-tch i’m just flexing
i stay finessing
i’m a starter you just on the f-cking bench throwing towels at me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i ain’t never seen n-body even close to be a f-cking mile from me (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[chorus]

[verse 2]
i don’t trust n-body, but my mother f-cking brodies
so f-ck these b-tches, they money hungry
if you about that guapo, better bust your -ss off
i don’t need your co-sign, f-ck your deal riding -ss (oh my, oh my, oh my)
let me pop my xans, promethazine, got me leaning fast
get the f-ck out my face, get out my face
got a bad little mami’ and she out in arizona, stunting on these dusty b-tches y’all ain’t got sh-t on her
now push that foreign, ride that horse
flying first cl-ss, now you wanna, now you wanna board
cuz’ i’m the man in the three y’all can never tell me nothing
started from the rubble i turned nothing into something

[chorus]

- tony neek

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