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letra de nightshift - xavier wulf

‎‎yuh
i thought i did but i guess i really didn’t b-tch
i don’t give a f-ck about nothin but my chicken strips
i count em up then i drive into the distance
i tell a n-gga i don’t give a f-ck in an instant
“we couldn’t see you sir”, the cops hatin’ on my tint
i got elite kit, best money ever spent
they see my chain and wanna know how much i really spent
i look back and tell ’em, “more than you could reckon with”
do you got your sh-t together? i’m just checkin’ b-tch
i’m out in cali, but still on this memphis sh-t
i stay on go, don’t get smoked with who you smokin’ with
i shootin’ off a n-gga lip if he talkin’ sh-t
i caught him lackin in the teli with a tinder b-tch
she set him up now she got a cuban bracelet
shе wanna link, i add her to this waitin’ list
b-tch you number one thousand and еighty-six
i’m in miami at the lookin for the shrimp again
we at the tootsie’s eatin dinner with her stripper friends
i’m in the double r, i switched another car again
i’m at the soho house they only let the members in
i won’t help no one out, i don’t believe in havin friends
im finna kick her out, she aggravated me again
i don’t give a f-ck about nothin’ but them dividends
i’m with cheechy gettin geeky every wekend
i’m smoking gas i dont smoke no f-cking weed pen
i’m stackin cash, b-tch you still stackin wheat thins
she look back and said i hope we get to speak again
if he think he did it better he can think again
i’m up on the top floor, smoking in the ocean wind
he think he tough ok lets drop him in the ocean then
these n-ggas fishy imma cook him like a yellow fin
b-tch i do sushi, drop wasabi in his eye lid
you either dumb or suicidal if you try again
she mad as f-ck cus she found out i lied again
imma put some sh-t together imma tie the ends
imma catch a n-gga lackin with his fashion friends
f-ck n-gga dont want no smoke stick to vapin b-tch
b-tch my shooter got an apr-n he be bakin sh-t
im up in the block and bust a b-tch, bro just make it quick
my youngin put a ski mask on his equipment list
i f-ck every single b-tch you see him clubbin with
you just a guy friend i’m a late night tip
its 3 am, im at the club doing the night shift
the club close, they said which wanna y’all we slidin with (ya b-tch)

- xavier wulf

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