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letra de consequences - wintr

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[intro]
yeah
what?
let’s go
ayy, yeah

[chorus]
hop in that ghost, i’m gone
tell that b-tch stop callin’ my phone
my new b-tch bad to the bone
rockstar sh-t, vv my stones
i did this sh-t on my own
n-gga, better watch your tone
n-ggas really be my clones
like b-tch, i’m grown
i don’t gotta write my wrongs
roll that sh-t up in a blunt, that sh-t get blown
all of my hoes be tens
hop in a rolls or a benz, uh, yeah
walk up out saks with a big bag, all of that sh-t expensive, uh, yeah
n-gga, i thought you wasn’t scared, why the f-ck you so d-mn tense? uh, yeah
n-ggas want smoke with the gang, gon’ face the consequences, uh, yeah
[verse]
run up them bands, got a glock in my pants
wondеr why she keep grippin’ the sh-t, yeah
put that b-tch in a trancе when i hit with no hands
wonder why she keep needin’ this sh-t, yeah
extendo that clip, i’ma make that b-tch sing if these n-ggas don’t get off my d-ck, yeah
they think i care bout that sh-t
i don’t give a d-mn
i don’t give a f-ck
pull up in a godd-mn bentley truck
audemar wrist, that sh-t get bust
i’ma be on top, young n-gga, just trust
i’ma be on top, please get out of my way
i’ma f-ck that n-gga b-tch if that n-gga wanna hate
somebody please tell these n-ggas that i’m really here to stay
got a spanish lil’ b-tch and she talkin’ ’bout olé
got a bilingual b-tch so she can translate
run up on the gang, you get hit with this k
n-gga want smoke, send his ass into sp-ce
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout elon musk
opp pack strong, smokin’ elon dust
bulletproof whip like a elon truck
i’ma cop that sh-t, that’s an elon must
she don’t want no love, in l-st we trust
i’m used to this sh-t, i don’t need to adjust
[interlude]
what?
yeah
let’s go
yeah, yeah
(ayy, ayy)

[chorus]
hop in that ghost, i’m gone
tell that b-tch stop callin’ my phone
my new b-tch bad to the bone
rockstar sh-t, vv my stones
i did this sh-t on my own
n-gga, better watch your tone
n-ggas really be my clones
like b-tch, i’m grown
i don’t gotta write my wrongs
roll that sh-t up in a blunt, that sh-t get blown
all of my hoes be tens
hop in a rolls or a benz, uh, yeah
walk up out saks with a big bag, all of that sh-t expensive, uh, yeah
n-gga, i thought you wasn’t scared, why the f-ck you so d-mn tense? uh, yeah
n-ggas want smoke with the gang, gon’ face the consequences

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