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letra de close - tra (us)

[verse 1]
yeah
swipe left, swipe right i gotta lotta f-cking hunnies on the flight
look away cause my future is bright
i gotta a lotta time so i sit down and write
i’m outta sight, pass the blunt and now i’m feeling like a kite ah (woo!)
got these b-tches in my face, got some condoms just in case
man her ass is a disgrace, man your sh-t is just a waste
i resolve all my mistakes, text you outta nowhere (d-mn) just to get a f-cking taste (ah)

[verse 2]
getting hard again, drop the f-cking album and i’ll just wanna restart again
i’m part of it, the sh-t you saying is disheartening, i’m partying
she said my sh-t is big, but i’m only partly in (ah)
i am the guardian, took your b-tch and she wearing nothing but a cardigan
running to the store (b-tch) man just put it on my card again (yeah)
i got b-tches, i got hoes, when i f-ck her she can feel it in her toes
write some sh-t and then it froze
check the bank and i’m exposed
i suppose this is how it f-cking goes
got me feeling high, but i’m always feeling low (ayy)
i’m always speeding i don’t got no time to slow
man i juxtapose, man you better change your tone, i can’t stay composed (yeah i got)

[verse 3]
i got babes, you can’t faze
you skip sh-t, i got gains
don’t play games, it’s a shame that i didn’t get your name (d-mn)
i’m the one to blame cause i thought we were the same
now i gotta frame, but i’m not about to change (ah)
i’m respecting women and i’m on a f-cking mission
i ain’t ever put in that position cause i got them right traditions
i always ask for her permission and i got nothing to hide
yeah i ain’t no politician, so don’t you ever put me under no suspicion (naw)

[verse 4]
yeah
i ain’t picking up cause i ain’t in the mood to f-cking interrupt
i got something in my cup, f-ck it up
i don’t give a f-ck and when you tell me something i don’t wanna hear i’m feeling stuck
man (ayy) this sh-t f-cking sucks like whoah
when i pull up to the crib, i’m always pulling up with drip, and my tracks they never skip
yeah my sh-t is like a trip, b-tches wish they had my sh-t
but they don’t, yeah i’ve grown and now i’m coming for the throne
yeah i did this on my own, i get sh-t done when i’m alone (yeah ayy)

[verse 5]
can’t keep my composure cause this sh-t is getting older
making all these raps, man my life ain’t moving slower
i’ve been feeling f-cking high yeah i’m never f-cking sober
got em f-cking driving man they acting like my chauffeur
wishing i could talk, how the f-ck you even know her
closing out the mother f-cking tracks, throw it back and imma bounce
gotta hit em where it counts, with the doubts
b-tch i’m out, always f-cking with amounts
it’s not easy, sh-t is dreamy can’t stop feeling so greedy
man i just turned off the tv so we could talk about me me
cause i got clout, man this ain’t what it’s about
change the route (yeah), cause b-tch i’m out (ah)
b-tch

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