letra de never landing - wee2hard & raq baby
[intro]
(maer got the beat goin’ so crazy)
[chorus: wee2hard]
next n-gga pull a stunt, we gon’ make him famous, put a f-ck boy on tv
i sat backseat with the demons, hard to curve with all the hustlers
if he a snake, no, i can’t trust, give bro the green light, he gon’ bust hi
he a ho, we be extortin’ him
[post-chorus: raq baby]
i ain’t goin’ for nothin’, keep this b-tch next to me, why the f-ck would i run?
if it gotta go down, i’ma go out blowin’, you’ll never catch me with no gun
she wanna f-ck, i’m already knowin’, b-tch, i could tell ’cause i’m the one
tender d-ck ’bout a b-tch, he wanna know if i f-cked, won’t tell him nothin’
[verse 1: wee2hard]
kidnap a n-gga, chaperone a home, put this chrome to his head
ayy, where that cash at? i been prayin’ to cut, i’m tryna strike big
brand-new amg benz, bro got one too, we both turnt
made 100k off a flip phone, sellin’ pounds made me a b
just in case you think i’m slippin’, got that glizzy in my reach
big body benz, beep, beep, beep, watch how whichkey comin’ through
real player, p card up, jit my b-tches by the two’s
k!ll my opps by the threes, you know death come in threes
[chorus: wee2hard]
next n-gga pull a stunt, we gon’ make him famous, put a f-ck boy on tv
i sat backseat with the demons, hard to curve with all the hustlers
if he a snake, no, i can’t trust, give bro the green light, he gon’ bust hi
he a ho, we be extortin’ him
[post-chorus: raq baby]
i ain’t goin’ for nothin’, keep this b-tch next to me, why the f-ck would i run?
if it gotta go down, i’ma go out blowin’, you’ll never catch me with no gun
she wanna f-ck, i’m already knowin’, b-tch, i could tell ’cause i’m the one
tender d-ck ’bout a b-tch, he wanna know if i f-cked, won’t tell him nothin’
[verse 2: raq baby]
we ain’t tryna buy or sell no gun, b-tch, we got h-lla on
window drop, face shot, chase him, h-lla fun
57, walk around with a big-ass bl!ck, this a omega gun
try this sh-t while we performin’, we made everybody at coach-lla run
i never nutted none of these lil’ b-tches but i got h-lla sons
no, i can’t go home with none of these lil’ b-tches, but i’ma f-ck every one
too many hoes, it’s overwhelming me, thinkin’ ’bout sellin’ one
bro ‘nem across the country, waitin’ for a pack, think about mailin’ one
[chorus: wee2hard]
next n-gga pull a stunt, we gon’ make him famous, put a f-ck boy on tv
i sat backseat with the demons, hard to curve with all the hustlers
if he a snake, no, i can’t trust, give bro the green light, he gon’ bust hi
he a ho, we be extortin’ him
[post-chorus: raq baby]
i ain’t goin’ for nothin’, keep this b-tch next to me, why the f-ck would i run?
if it gotta go down, i’ma go out blowin’, you’ll never catch me with no gun
she wanna f-ck, i’m already knowin’, b-tch, i could tell ’cause i’m the one
tender d-ck ’bout a b-tch, he wanna know if i f-cked, won’t tell him nothin’
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