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letra de friday - ty2fly

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[intro]
rochambeau
​​p—p—pk

[pre-chorus]
i don’t really give a f-ck ’cause i’m f-cked up too
lot of cash comin’ in, count it up like one, two
girl, you got me on my mind, i can never trust you
i’ve been busy on my grind, don’t give a f-ck about you

[chorus]
you ain’t ever see the picture
every time i open up i think i miss her
i been pourin’ up in styrofoam, ain’t no more liquor
that girl had me feelin’ down, way back when i was with her
now look, b-tch, i’m richer (now look, b-tch, i’m richer)

[verse]
yeah (hey), here we go again
back up on this pop sh-t, they ain’t feelin’ it
he spent like fifty, just to pull up in a cullinan
that girl broke my heart, so i will never ever trust again (let’s go)
that boy hit mе for a feature
told ’em, “hеll nah,” his sh-t was wack, i do not need ya
i won’t fall in love again, i promise i don’t need her
told that b-tch i’m ’bout my green
life ain’t fair, i know this life is hard
baby girl left me with a permanent scar
rock out with my band like we playin’ guitars
pull up in a sp-ceship, new whip came from mars
oh-oh, i’ve been feelin’ brand new
i’ve been feelin’ like money, i hope you feelin’ it too
if you tell me you’re busy, i’ll find me somethin’ to do
probably f-ck on your bestie and she be lovin’ it too
[pre-chorus]
i don’t really give a f-ck ’cause i’m f-cked up too
lot of cash comin’ in, count it up like one, two
girl, you got me on my mind, i can never trust you
i’ve been busy on my grind, don’t give a f-ck about you

[chorus]
you ain’t ever see the picture
every time i open up i think i miss her
i been pourin’ up in styrofoam, ain’t no more liquor
that girl had me feelin’ down, way back when i was with her
now look, b-tch, i’m richer (now look, b-tch, i’m richer)

[pre-chorus]
i don’t really give a f-ck ’cause i’m f-cked up too
lot of cash comin’ in, count it up like one, two
girl, you got me on my mind, i can never trust you
i’ve been busy on my grind, don’t give a f-ck about you

[chorus]
you ain’t ever see the picture
every time i open up i think i miss her
i been pourin’ up in styrofoam, ain’t no more liquor
that girl had me feelin’ down, way back when i was with her
now look, b-tch, i’m richer (now look, b-tch, i’m richer)

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