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letra de no looking back - trxggatre

[intro]
(yea)…turn it down a lil’ bit
(ayeee, she can’t get enough, she can’t get enough, she can’t get enough, haha..ima k!ll these n-ggas with this one)
(hi kevin)
(yea…bring it back in nice and slow, nice and slow, nice and slow, ayeee, bring it back in nice and slow, bring it back in nice and slow, bring it back in nice and slow, lets go!)

[verse 1]
she call me outladish, sh-t, i like to call myself a hustler who
who also got manners, how can ya not understand this?
are my rhymes written in latin n-gga, am i speaking spanish?
i’m liking her angles her candids(liking her candids), she say she go to school in la
but, she living off campus(living off campus)
these n-ggas my sons and i’m sanford
i’m giving out bottlеs and pampers, i’m tryna get lit like a lantеrn
and shine on these f-ck n-ggas banter
d-mn ain’t that bout a b-tch, i got a shooter in cali, stojakavic
stuck to my roots and n-gga i’m proud
i know a boujee girl, she rockin’ prada fits
get on my nerves but d-mn shawty got some tits(gah d-mn)
you want some smoke? i want a whole lot of it(gah d-mn)
no i don’t k!ll, no shmurda, no bobby b-tch(gah d-mn, gah d-mn)
but if you test me then here go yo trial b-tch(gah d-mn)
sound like some narcos(narcos), i won’t go out like pablo(pablo)
she live in san marcos(marcos), want bank like wells fargo(fargo)
if i go then he go, we all go, i want that murceilago(‘lago)
to pay my mom car note(car note), throw sis in a lambo
throw pops in some foreign clothes
and i may come back wit some foreign hoes
[bridge]
hahaha, i know my granny gone hate me for this one, ohh man

[verse 2]
i can picture it now, ridin’ down ten
wit a bad chick, hair flowin’ in the wind
all of my n-ggas, ridin’ in a benz, in a droptop screaming
“no new friends!”
not a care in the world cause i fed my fam
no i.d. cause they know who i am
played the game right wit the cards in my hand
only worries ima have is when we gone land
“tre quit playing”, nah i’m just saying, praying to the lord
that he give me that chance, one mic, one book, and one man
perform in the ‘yota and i’m packing out the stands
but for now gotta stick to the plan
i do this for my gram and my gran
y’all do this sh-t just for the ‘gram
i’d rather go ghost then come back, bam, pow!

- trxggatre

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