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letra de intro - $tupid young & mbnel

[intro]
“jem made it yamsayin”

[verse 1: mbnel]
b-tch i’m optimistic
i’m knockin’ doors off of n-ggas hinges, ridin’ benzes
n-ggas say they real, but n-ggas really b-tches
chop automatic, but we ridin’ toting on these stick shifts
n-gga say sh-t, i ain’t talking manners, smack him like a hit stick
takin’ flights, then we leave him on the runway
my n-ggas bust k’s, n-ggas preachin’ like a sunday
i’m in a foreign, lil n-gga, this ain’t no mustang
you n-ggas tuck chains, you n-ggas sweet just like a sundae
aye aye, glock by my nuts b-tch it hold ten
and it blows ten, b-tch this sh-t really folds man
drippin’ water, lil n-gga
just like some kirkland, you n-ggas hurtin’
my diamonds dancin’ like they jerkin’

[verse 2: $tupid young]
p-p-placed another order for a crate, we need them hand glocks
we don’t do the ig beef, get yo mans shot
gettin’ to the bag the only thing i know i can’t stop
glock with some bands in my pants, so i can’t walk
if [?] to me that’s his worst day
make your family buy you some candles like it’s your birthday
me and nel
h-hottest asians, we in first place
never fold even if you put me in a worse place
get it poppin’, what’s the problem? n-gga fully rockin’
what you talkin’? pull up on them n-ggas, get to sparkin’
from the bottom, i remember i ain’t had no options
now we poppin’, gotta couple hitters out in stockton

- tupid young mbnel

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