letra de all typëz changëd - yeat
(woo, huh)
i’m back on my bullsh-t (yeah)
i’m back on my—, yeah-ah-ah (yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (yeah-ah), ha, ha
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
i’m back on my, uh, bullsh-t (orlavish, yeah)
i’m back on my, uh, bullsh-t (yeah)
i said i changed, but it’s all bullsh-t (yeah, you know me)
pull up on me (pinkgrillz), yeah, l!ck that d-ck, yeah (oh)
all type of diamonds, all type of lights (ack)
i got all type of b-tches, all type of vibes (yeah, vibey)
we got all types of sticks, we don’t do no fights (yeah)
we a god to a kid, cat to a mice (yeah, allah)
i got honeybuns, baby, tell me what you like (what you like)
i just poured up a deuce, but it’s not a sprite (not a sprite)
i alrеady told you the truth, tell me, how i liе? (how?)
don’t make me hold it from you, i won’t tell it twice (yeah)
yeah, pull up on me, yeah, l!ck my d-ck (skrr)
yeah, whole lot of money on me, b-tch, i’m way too rich, yeah (yeah)
i said i changed but it’s all bullsh-t (bullsh-t)
i said i changed but it’s all bullsh-t (yeah)
got all these chains on me, boy, i’m cool as sh-t
bad b-tch, saying that she love me when i f-ck her face
barely, i could see, b-tch, i bought a crib in sp-ce
if you ask me, i’ma tell you nothing, that’s the way i am
different color diamonds, watch them hit, i’m murakami, man
i just boot up on this f-cking bean, she l!ck my privates, man
richer than a b-tch so just tell me, why’d i lie to them?
i just be living day by day, got no accomplishments
yeah, i’m in the trackhawk goin’ ninety-five to the west
i’m on 55th, goin’ a hundred fifty-five the buildin’
yeah, i talked to the grim reaper, they bullets out they chest (yeah)
i see all this cabbage coming in, i bet you tally it (bad taste)
i got all this money coming in, i’m ’bout to bury it (’bout to bury)
when the fame come, yeah, sh-t can get scarier
b-tch, i’m already up, you in the past, kiss my derriere
i said i changed but it’s all bullsh-t (bullsh-t)
i said i changed but it’s all bullsh-t (yeah)
all type of diamonds, all type of lights (ack)
i got all type of b-tches, all type of vibes (yeah, vibey)
we got all types of sticks, we don’t do no fights (yeah)
we a god to a kid, cat to a mice (yeah, allah)
i got honeybuns, baby, tell me, what you like (what you like)
i just poured up a deuce, but it’s not a sprite (not a sprite)
i already told you the truth, tell me, how i lie? (how?)
don’t make me hold it from you, i won’t tell it twice (yeah)
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