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letra de grease - wayne616

[intro: ysr gramz]
(it’s a wayne beat)
(primo beats on the track)
ayy

[verse: ysr gramz]
i’m in the booth right now, i’m finna drop grease
lil’ dog got his ass popped, thought sh-t was sweet
zack said we performin’ at rolling loud, i was so geeked
you talkin’ down on me, put you on a tee
you in my dm askin’ for a feature, it’s a fee
you ain’t from the hood, n-gga, you a wannabe
a n-gga try me, we gon’ put him on tmz
when i was young, i wanted to be on bet
i’m still that same hood n-gga use ebt
b-tch say she got good brain, that’s ged
i’m mad as h-ll in miami, i can’t find no weed
you mad as h-ll at home, you ain’t got no cheese
if i was f-cked up, i would’ve robbed you for your edd
2014, i was broke sellin’ cds
got a stick in my glock, it look like a wii
i be mad at my lil’ bro ’cause he poppin’ v’s
the fans wanna hear me on a song with that n-gga veeze
i just caught two planes, i ain’t еven went to sleep
i just caught me a play ovеr on the east
this weed i’m smokin’ on, it smell like feet
i can run up a cool fifty in a f-ckin’ week
gettin’ tired of the rt, i think i want a jeep
i’m on some chill-ass sh-t, i got on purple jeans
wayne got on off-white, we just doin’ things
i’m tryna stay up all night, i ain’t drinkin’ lean
you just sittin’ on the bench, n-gga, you ain’t in the league
ridin’ in a maybach, but i ain’t mmg
you know we got them glizzies on us, n-gga, we ain’t from dc
you tryna make some instant cash? you got a td?
i know some n-ggas from chicago, they bd
i got some cousins down south, they gd
i only like hoodrat b-tches named kiki
i ain’t gon’ lie, i like skinny and thick hoes
i hate a broke b-tch, where the rich hoes?
when you see us pull up in that ‘cat, we ain’t rent those
oh, you ain’t think i was gon’ throw it back? n-gga, six-four
oh, you don’t grind every day, n-gga? what, you rich, bro?
she in this b-tch gettin’ loose, that’s your b-tch, bro?
these n-ggas out here bold, they’ll break the code (it’s a wayne beat)
if i ain’t got my gun on my hip, i’ll break your nose (primo beats on the track)
i can’t bring you around my n-ggas, they’ll take your pole
that glock a freak b-tch, n-gga, it’ll take your soul

- wayne616

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