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letra de that's yo man? - xeiino

[intro: xeiino]
gosha
k!llheen, are you mad?
yuh, yuh, yuh

[chorus: xeiino]
tha-tha-that’s yo mans? why he bleedin’?
b-tch, you mine now, gimme top in the foreign speedin’
and she pull up in a skirt, lookin’ good, i’ma beat it
then we hop back in the whip, she a shooter, she a demon, yuh (yuh, yuh, yuh)
tha-tha-that’s yo mans? why he bleedin’?
b-tch, you mine now, gimme top in the foreign speedin’
and she pull up in a skirt, lookin’ good, i’ma beat it
then we hop back in the whip, she a shooter, she a demon, yuh

[verse 1: xeiino]
it’s not my fault that you ain’t got no b-tch, like i’m tryin’
if he said he didn’t snitch, never trust him ’cause he lyin’
he a b-tch, make him sit, [?] when he dyin’
in the back pushin’ packs, el chapo when thеy buyin’, yeah
make a move, i madе a move now what you doin’?
i be steady gettin’ rich, you be steady not improvin’
i’m a colorblind bull, i’m seein’ green so i pursue it
see him thirsty on the gram, i took his b-tch, he goin’ through it, yeah
baby, tell me what you want, you finna get it
if my b-tch want a bag, spend a band, won’t regret it
and i always stay strapped, if you her man then forget it
i don’t fight nice on the right night, [?] twice
bullets hit his skin, i’ma make him dance
new bag, new whip, new check, no advance
any glance from a p-ssy, i might pop out
and when i tell him pull up, know a p-ssy finna cop out, but he watch out, i’m like (yuh)
[chorus: xeiino]
tha-tha-that’s yo mans? why he bleedin’?
b-tch, you mine now, gimme top in the foreign speedin’
and she pull up in a skirt, lookin’ good, i’ma beat it
then we hop back in the whip, she a shooter, she a demon, yuh (yuh, yuh, yuh)
tha-tha-that’s yo mans? why he bleedin’?
b-tch, you mine now, gimme top in the foreign speedin’
and she pull up in a skirt, lookin’ good, i’ma beat it
then we hop back in the whip, she a shooter, she a demon, yuh

[verse 2: mannyily]
she a bad b-tch, i’m boutta break her mattress
riding on my d-ck just like a boat, b-tch, i’m the captain
all of y’all be eatin’ chips, that p-ssy’s what i’m snackin’
pull up with a glock, you ain’t wanna catch me lackin’
i’ve been off with your b-tch, she the clique, you ain’t sh-t, uh
p-ssy h-lla fire, had to go and take a dip, huh
f-ck her with a rubber ’cause she not gon’ have my kid, uh
xeiino, manny, droppin’ bangers, you know we ain’t miss, uh
(manny, shut up)

[outro]
gosha
k!llheen, are you mad?

- xeiino

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