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letra de tha worstie - yeat

[intro]
they see you with your mood on (mood on)
kickin’ the air with these muh-f-ckin’ louboutins (yeah)
vs1 diamonds on me, they got the scoop (scoop)
b-tch got a big ass, yea it’s a snack, not talking scooby

[hook]
i survive the worst (yeah-yeah)
i survive the best (yeah-yeah)
(this a slump audios exclusive)
i supplied that perc (yeah) supply the man on earth (earth)
supply my fans with all these hits, surprised i made it work (work)
i survived the worst already, i played this sh-t like chess (chess)
kids woke up with courage, come encourage
send 11 shots, i called him kyrie irving (whеw)
we really some drunk huntеrs man, cus’ y’all some birdies (y’all some brrr)
sold a whole lot of d-mn chickens, whole lot of turkeys (go, let’s go)

[verse]
said i’m go-go-go, go-go-go
talkin’ bout fresh as f-ck, no-no-no-no
won’t f-ck that b-tch, no-no-no-no
slap that b-tch, i won’t-won’t-won’t
she huffin’ and puffin’ and blow, that b-tch like the big bad wolf (suck it)
got oxy wherever i go, like i am a pharmaceutical (yeah)
she told me to f-ck her from the back, she said go as hard as you could do
they said “yeat, you my favorite rapper,” “yeah you the hardest artist too”
i just told this rapper a 12 in the street, just, yeah, he had no d-mn clue (yeah)
they pimpin’ and watchin’ this song, and it just like they got binoculars
i got these rack-ocets up (racks)
i got my bih’ goin’ higher (let’s go)
live everyday, like i could die
big trackhawk, yeah the big ol’ side (skrt)
o-x-y i’m high, can’t even open my eye (yeah)
celine sunglasses on, can’t see me when i’m lookin’ around (yeah-yeah)
[chorus]
they see you with your mood on (mood on)
kickin’ the air with these muh-f-ckin’ louboutins (yeah)
vs1 diamonds on me, they got the scoop (scoop)
b-tch got a big ass, yea it’s a snack, not talking scooby (yeah)
9 times out of 10, they gon’ always fold, they don’t really do it (cap)
no we is not no kids no more, i’m grown, i really been stackin’ it up (uh-yeah)
you seem like an industry plant, you will never do sh-t, like you acting or sum’
b-tch really tried get the bread, it made me mad, i’m bout to go act out or sum’
f-ck it, i bought her the bag chanelly-chanelly, she feel like the baddest or sum’
smackin’ the ass from the back, this sh-t so red, (woah) it look like a radish or sum’
this sh-t really just like magic, takin’ the x, then i’m gon’ vanish or sum’ (uh)
yeah, she wanna come to my crib, cus’ i got home court advantage or sum’ (let’s go)
high in the muh-f-ckin’ sky off the o-x-y, we’re off in the valley or sum’ (brrr)
i went and bought me a crib that’s up in the hills, and i need a valet or sum’ (rich)
i feel like the devil, i feel like the son of the demons, i feel like the murkiest one (no way)
i seen a tee, turn that b-tch upside down, gas on me like tabatinga
my mom was born in romania, so i feel like i am dracula’s son
i told her to just hold on, i’ma buy you a crib momma, just hold it on
every song that i make really a milli, i feel like the golden one
mine can go far enough, i keep that chop-chop-chop, i keep that gun (let’s go)

- yeat

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