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letra de 1 wish - vae vanilla

[intro]
(bang that sh-t)

[verse 1: vae vanilla]
can’t f-ck with [?] too much b-tch in his blood
pocket-watching other n-ggas when he go out to the club
used to take me to the strip, and leave that b-tch in a flood
but some n-ggas can’t remain who the f-ck they thought they was
new mission, i ain’t juggin’ this summer
get a bag and go missing, leave the scams to the runners
come home to the d, trap phone doing numbers
i feel like the b-tch a bum if you can’t get a band from her
touch in the h, drinks up at tate’s
stack forty-eight, we just slid in a wraith, where valet?
talk faster if it ain’t about no pay
used to waitrеss downtown, now i ain’t got time to wait
rare breed, rare form, rеal b-tch since i was born
hustlin’ in third ward, trappin’ out that college dorm
pass b-tches up, on me, check the score
being bad get you love, being ’bout it get me more
i ain’t rich, i ain’t poor, b-tch, i’m grinding
got the sh-t he looking for, but he ain’t never finding
ot trips, ice kiss keep me smiling
mixed with puerto rican so he took me to the island
pretty b-tches tweaking, get this money out a n-gga
with him for a minute but i’m never really in it
sold his ass a dream, put his ass in his feelings
left with his bag, so it ain’t make me no difference
[chorus: vae vanilla]
i ain’t got time for the dumb sh-t
got played once, then i turned into that one b-tch
then i turned track star, yeah, boy, i run quick
twenty with no kids, ain’t no n-gga that i’m stuck with
they say never trust a b-tch, but trust this
out trap and out rap any b-tch you f-ck with
i heard that song, and, that ain’t the one, sis
asked to be me when the genie gave you one wish

[verse 2: 9ina]
you can wish, but a b-tch could never be me
bad b-tch with the bars on me, you never see me
i don’t gotta do sh-t, p-ssy chase me like i’m tweety
and i don’t want the d-ck because these n-ggas be too easy
9ina known for stacking up like hills, ain’t talkin’ beverly
don’t 9ina hold onto the strap like it’s a memory
show you what a lesson be, you try assessin’ me
9ina knock out all your sensory with these accessories
in town stacking my bread, being patient, real b-tches
speak up when i’m around, you don’t say sh-t
n-gga leave then i ain’t chasin’, cause my time ain’t for the wasting
come from different places so that mean we not adjacent
you get my time when that cheese hit my account
add a couple zeros if you askin’ the amount
i ain’t one of them, i see how hoes be getting down
i ain’t f-cking with no lame broke n-gga or a clown
on the gang, b-tch
[chorus: vae vanilla]
i ain’t got time for the dumb sh-t
got played once, then i turned into that one b-tch
then i turned track star, yeah, boy, i run quick
twenty with no kids, ain’t no n-gga that i’m stuck with
they say never trust a b-tch, but trust this
out trap and out rap any b-tch you f-ck with
i heard that song, and, that ain’t the one, sis
asked to be me when the genie gave you one wish

- vae vanilla

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