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letra de thin air - wint

[chorus]
b-tch, i hit the floor, hit it running
she went f-ckin’, i think it’s so funny
back in the days, i wasn’t nothin
i was tryna make racks out of thin air
i beat up the p-ssy, get in there
yeah, i might whip out the drac, put to chin hair
b-tch i’m a one-of-one, n-gga, i’ve been rare
what? (the universe is f-cking with me right now)

[verse]
i don’t really think you funny, b-tch
got my whole gang makin’ money, sh-t
seen my old broad on some other sh-t
had to change it up, i had to flip the script
i don’t give a f-ck, cause i’m a narcissist
send my dawgs on it, i’ll set the pick
he is not on it, he is just a b-tch
put chanel on her just to take a fl!ck
i treat this hoe like a client
whippin’ this hoe, i’m a stylist
whippin’, whippin’, up dough on an island
you tryna get to me, you gotta file in
x got the stick man sh-t’ll get get violent
tryna get intimate b-tch, stop the prying
it’s a new day catch a opp i’ma fry him
lonely night with the 3-0 black, gotta stop cryin’
racks it came from my cougar
there’s some b-tches in here look like hooters
you ain’t slimed in so you not included
all by myself, man, i feel so secluded
i still past off assist, man, i’m feelin’ like ewing
i got a list of the sh-t you’ve been doin
i got a lot on my mind, i ain’t losin
n-ggas be cap, i’m the only one truthing
this f-ck is the point, i’m the only one sleuthing
brand new whip, i cop too couped in
you don’t really count none and that’s proven
racks from the trap, i’m the only one movin
beat it from the back, got his lil’ ho oozing
and this big ass gat, got your whole game scootin
i’ma do what i want to, feel like putin
roll em’ like fronto, man, let’s do it
roll it like ganja leaf, n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
i spend it like a property, get back to me
when i run out of weed, man, that’s like never please
and honestly, man, let’s speak honestly
these n-ggas coppin’ please
that’s fine with you?
ain’t fine with me, nah, i can’t get around
[chorus]
b-tch, i hit the floor, hit it runnin
she went f-ckin’, i think it’s so funny
back in the days, i wasn’t nothin
i was tryna make racks out of thin air
i beat up the p-ssy, get in there
yeah, i might whip out the drac, put to chin hair
b-tch i’m a one-of-one, n-gga, i’ve been rare
what?

- wint

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