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letra de ​​that's that - ​untiljapan

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[intro]
you f-cking with trent, by the way

[verse 1]
everyday, different f-cking things i’m seeing every motherf-cking day
you would think a n-gga dreaming way i’m gliding to this paper
b-tch, i hold my weight up
never getting f-cked up
i got glass on the table just to sniff this snow
i’m a junkie with the [?], i just thought that you should know
i only talk about myself, and my money, and my clothes
you ain’t with me, lil b-tch, you gone
‘cause i’ll keep this lil sh-t closed
i gotta keep this lil sh-t gone

[chorus]
playing for keeps, playing for bags
catch him on street, do a f-ck n-gga bad
b-tch talking ‘bout money, better tote my bag
i don’t even play, i get in, and that’s that
i got a thot b-tch eating up stacks
she don’t suck d-ck ‘cause she seeing my status
when we done, i dismiss her right back
the p-ssy was fun, but it came with some slack
how could i leave my lil brother [?]
look how i pop sh-t, look how i walked in this motherf-cker talking sh-t, i ain’t goin’ back
i’m on the path that’s making me millions of bags, you think that i’m gonna give up?
i see a bad b-tch, i got to ask for the address, just to know where i should walk
[verse 2]
b-tch, i’m playing for keeps
half of y’all n-ggas can’t hang with me (ouu)
i came ready to eat
i f-ck this b-tch, i’m already on e
man, stay away from me, get that fake sh-t far away from me
if you walked in this sp-ce with me, you best be ready catch a casualty
i’m moving pounds so casually
roll up a pound so casually
i’m counting kilos, n-gga, bought a liter
get the f-ck out the window, ‘cause i got the key
but the car got no window, you can’t even see
[?]
b-tch you not gone get a bigger plate than
me
you f-cking with trent, by the way
[?] out the f-cking door
pushed her in the uber, got the f-ck up
out of there
she was playing like a classy ho
like a n-gga stupid, like i ain’t know

[chorus]
playing for keeps, playing for bags
catch him on street, do a f-ck n-gga bad
b-tch talking ‘bout money, better tote my bag
i don’t even play, i get in, and that’s that
i got a thot b-tch eating up stacks
she don’t suck d-ck ‘cause she seeing my status
when we done, i dismiss her right back
the p-ssy was fun, but it came with some slack
how could i leave my lil brother [?]
look how i pop sh-t, look how i walked in this motherf-cker talking sh-t, i ain’t goin’ back
i’m on the path that’s making me millions of bags, you think that i’m gonna give up?
i see a bad b-tch, i got to ask for the address, just to know where i should walk

- untiljapan

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