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letra de wonderland - vyletti

[intro: ralph tresvant]
‎never thought it’d be so easy, to fall in love
‎but when you smile i feel the difference, i your touch

‎[verse 1]
‎love, pain, scars, drugs, i can’t get enough (enough)
‎count these racks, count these bands, watch me with the mob (mob)
‎flexin’ checks, stackin’ highs, pray i never stop (stop)
‎no matter how much you try, you can’t have my spot (spot)
‎i’m out at night like a vampire (vampire
‎you know i glow in the late night (late night)
‎mothman, yeah, i feel so d-mn right
‎i’m a vampire, i hate the d-mn light
‎i feel like black kray, i’m so icy, godd-mn (godd-mn)
‎i do what i want, lil’ tw-t, you do what you can (what you can)
‎smoking gas, b-tch, i spass, i need more of that (more of that)
‎shawty crash, take a drag, i got plenty of that (plenty of that)
‎i got plenty of that (plenty of that)
‎you got twenty b-tches (twenty b-tches)
‎you better not complain when they turn into snitches (into snitches)
‎you know what i say (what i say)
‎i’m in my road to riches (road to riches)
‎i pray for better days, while i’m burning all my bridges

‎[bridge]
‎i might burnt it out (burnt it out)
‎i might thug it out (thug it out)
‎i might shut em out (shut em out)
‎what you talking ’bout?
‎[verse 2]
‎what you talking ’bout?
‎i got homies on my side, they never fake around
‎i’m playing like i have flu, you moving like a clown
‎too much snow on your nose, now you on the ground (now you on the ground)
‎now your b-tch is tryna hit my line, how you feel about that?
‎you know i’m stacking all these bands, you know i never lack
‎shoot my shot, on your opps, yeah, i’m talking about rats
‎shoot my shot, on your opps, yeah, i’m talking about wacks

‎[skit]
‎you two-bit backstabbing, piece of eggplant sh-t
‎you’re dead, your friends are dead
‎your family’s dead
‎i’m gonna f-ck you up and your children and your grandchildren

‎[verse 3]
‎slip close, stacking all the pistols
‎quickshot, i never miss though
‎run up on me, stacking all the pistols
‎keep that sh-t tight, i never miss though

‎[outro: vyletti, ralph tresvant & vyletti]
‎yeah, i never miss
‎b-tch, you finna get dismissed
‎yeah, i never miss
‎b-tch, you finna get dismissed, aye
‎never thought it’d be so easy
‎to fall in love
‎but when you smile i feel the difference
‎in your touch

- vyletti

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