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letra de halfback! - yaboiaction

[intro: sad frosty & yaboiaction]
ayy! (chat, i made it)
(ayy, rizz) ayy, man what’d i tell you about making hits every time you step in the studio? (godd-mn!, yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah, this can’t be hap-)
mike g, you can’t do this to em, man!

[verse 1: yaboiaction & sad frosty]
i don’t even check the price about the tag (haha!)
step into the mall and then i leave with bags (bags!)
copped a new chain and spent the forty racks (racks!)
only took a month and then i made it back (brrt!)
put a little love since i was born with that
ayy, come take a look, they’re bringing [?] back (lame!)
i must’ve made this so i can snort and laugh (huh)
tried to be thе best, it’s my award, [?] (yeah!)
bit of this phase (phasе), stop with the games (stop), i don’t got time to be taking your anger (uh, uh, yeah, brrrow!)
you better stop putting all of that dirt on my name ‘fore my homies go puttin’ you in it (b-tch, yeah!)
we like the senate, ’cause i don’t fall in the laws, but i’m always putting my sense in (putting my sense in)
i hope you evaded (uh!), if i said it, then i meant it (i did!)
i ain’t take it back since, i put that boy on bumpy (what?)
hit-hit that n-gga make him fumble, light some drugs and make you crumble (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
n-ggas talking ’bout “stay humble”, already told you when i’m ready get popped like a bubble (yeah, yeah, woo!)
all you do is say you gonna make it, but i doubt that (but i doubt that)
you ain’t got no drops or no whip (skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, hahhh!)
if i fold a n-gga imma bounce back (b-tch!), don’t lack (uh!), run that b-tch like i’m a halfback (run that b-tch like i’m a-)
check the price and get it half back (check the price and get it-, huh?)
don’t tie me up, i’m not a six-pack (brrt, brrt, nope!)
stop that crying, get your b-tch back (b-tch!)
big hits, like k-mack (s-x!)
broken like a hack (hack!)
walk ’round with my plaques (brrt!)
fi-fi-fifteen percent off your tops like geico (yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
we goin’ places that you never might go (woah, woah, yeah!)
my son call me goku, not others in cycle (woo, woo, woo-woo!)
know i’m the greatest like king of ohio (woo, woo, grrrah!)
yes, i’m that n-gga was born in the hall of fame (brrrah!)
money that got your face all on the wall of shame (brrah!)
i’m hotter than winter and texas in august, mane
don’t show me your music i already know it’s lame (yeah, lame!)
[verse 2: sad frosty]
that b-tch asked me if i’m cuffin’ i said “h-ll nah, you trippin'”, ayy (ayy!)
pulled up in that bentley, got my bro, he tote extensions (skrr, skrr!)
we gon’ pull up broad day, we might leave his body missing (bah!)
pulled up on t–zo in that bj, told that boy “don’t do no trippin'”, ayy
call up action for that bag, we get that sh-t and then we flip (okay!)
i can never wife no thot ’cause all these b-tches doing dips (thot!)
if you look up at my cousin 50k spent up on kicks (huh?)
still don’t rock bape sta’s or the forces (aye!), i don’t know which one to pick, ayy
got bape on my body, your main b-tch a thotty, i picked your b-tch up in moncler, she rock [?] (aye, b-tch, what?)
he don’t want no problems, why he starting sh-t? dc in the cut with a drum on his hip (p-ssy!)
pull up on his b-tch, hit once, then i dip, but lil bro got him, he ain’t even gotta trip (thot!)

[outro: sad frosty]
what? aye! b-tch!

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