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letra de together - vanni

[intro: vanni]
uh, uh, uh, uh
zaysk!llz
uh, uh, uh, uh
uh, uh, uh, uh

[verse 1: vanni]
i thought that we could get rich together
i might just go turn the worst to better
she annoying, so i might just go and dead her
you n-ggas ‘noying, yeah, you bunch of f-cking fans
i keep them chopsticks, so i feel like dirty dan
that b-tch a thottie, yeah, she twerkin’ with no hands
i got my bread up, so i might just do the money dance (haha)
you want chopsticks, so i brought the chops out
baby, what you want from me? ‘cuz i know you’re not here for me
copped a couple jewerly, now i’m just f-ckin’ feelin’ me, ayy
we just popped out
keep them chopsticks, you know them drums out
please don’t tell me that you wanna f-ck with me
‘cuz i know that you not gonna ride for me

[chorus: vanni]
uh, uh, uh, uh
uh, uh, uh, uh
uh, uh, uh, uh
uh, uh, uh, uh
[verse 2: sofaygo]
uh, uh, uh, uh
you do not want me to pull up (skrt)
i get the racks, shut up (shut up)
handling, i wasn’t needing no b-tch, and she just tell me, “i ain’t good enough” (duh)
hey, f-ckin’ my woods up, hey
backwoods full of exotic, hey, uh
tell the opps, “push up”, uh
.30 on me, it’s popping (hey)
you better proceed with caution, hey
all of my friends are uncommon, hey
i fall in love with the money, yeah
i told these n-ggas to stop it, hey
these lil’ n-ggas, they floppin’
flies, yeah, they droppin’, hey
dead guys all in my pocket, ayy
yeah, yeah, they watchin’
i don’t even really care, i’m way too paid (skrt)
see that boy? he bitin’ swag, he way too late (oh, let’s go)
zaza, stuff all of ’em in my wood, can’t feel my face
man, this sh-t feelin’ way too good, i can’t complain
hey, hey, ayy, rip vanni (rip vanni, let’s go)
feel like i can’t let y’all down, i gotta go dummy (i gotta do dummy fosho)
i really love all my fans, and that’s on my mummy (yeah, that’s on my momma, uh huh)
if you can’t turn to n0body, then lil’ faygo got you (then lil’ faygo got you, wassup?)
double it for me, man, i’m rockin’ fauni (fffrt, fauni)
lil’ n-gga pull up, i’m bustin’, i pull out the tommy
air that hoe out, i’m sprayin’ that boy in his tummy (tummy, lil’ boy, in his tummy)
if i see somewhere i wanna be, i’ma keep running (yeah, okay, let’s go)
[chorus: vanni]
uh, uh, uh, uh
uh, uh, uh, uh
uh, uh, uh, uh
uh, uh, uh, uh

- vanni

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