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letra de wake up - trillnagi

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[chorus]
i’m a boss n-gga keep makin’ these racks
i’m countin’ the money then watchin’ it stack
they needed new music i’m runnin it back
i hop in the foreign i hope i don’t crash
i’m doing 200 that digital dash
i pray to the lord that i make me some cash
we workin’ too hard watch me ball on your ass
you think that you tough cause you ran with the pack
red bottoms they bleeding
guess it’s that time of the month
yeah
private flights out of sweden
b-tch i just do what i want
walk it like my name is jackson
you ain’t tough boy you better stop actin’
and i’m serving these down like i’m stockton
if it’s beef my n-gga i ain’t dodgin’
yeah

[verse]
wake up every f-ckin’ day
when i wake up man i’m sayin’ my gracе
i say f-ck it up and i bought me a wraith
man pass me the liquor i don’t need no chasе
i f-ck on your and she know she a babe
i’m dripped in designer i’m wearing that bape
i need me a bentley when i get a wraith
f-ck it up f-ck it f-ck it up
robitussin inside of my double cup
finger bustin the og the spark it up
man you n-ggas be soft you ain’t dangerous
i press the gas digital dash on your ass
you say that you mad
but i can’t remember the last time i asked
i gotta watch out for the snakes in the grass
i’m so far ahead i’m ahead of my class
this just come easy i swear it’s no task
and i do a lot
and i’m going off
i swear to god we gon’ tear this sh-t up
and i’m not gon’ stop till we all run it up
and nothing gon’ stop me from making these bops
that’s word to mother that’s word to my pops
i’m going off today
i wanna ball just like hardaway
you can keep sleeping i’m wide awake
i’m wide awake
[bridge]
f-ck it up f-ck it up f-ck it
robitussin inside of my double cup
finger bustin’ the og the spark it up
f-ck it up f-ck it up f-ck it
f-ck it up f-ck it up f-ck it

[chorus]
i’m a boss n-gga keep makin these racks
i’m countin the money then watchin it stack
they needed new music i’m runnin it back
i hop in the foreign i hope i don’t crash
i’m doing 200 that digital dash
i pray to the lord that i make me some cash
we workin too hard watch me ball on your ass
you think that you tough cause you ran with the pack
red bottoms they bleeding guess it’s that time of the month
yeah
private flights out of sweeden b-tch i just do what i want
walk it like my name is jackson
you ain’t tough boy you better stop actin
and i’m serving these down like i’m stockton
if it’s beef my n-gga i ain’t dodgin
yeah

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