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letra de a cheater’s favorite song - yfg fatso

[chorus]
me and you versus the world, if you act as my girl, then i just gotta give it
it’s not too many things i wanna do so i occupy myself with money and women
maybe i should take a trip, get a better view out in the world, but i’m stuck in the trenches
just take a moment before you start judging a n-gga, hey i’m doing good if you listening
we done made a whole ‘nother lane, we don’ put vvs on the gang, now they all pay attention
i’m falling out wit’ the most of my thugs, they all wanna bug, sh-t, i guess we ain’t cl!ckin’
don’t think i’m a real friend to other gangs, becausе i only got sp-ce for my n-ggas
not to bring pain, but if we gon’ keep sh-t a bang, i love you, but i’ll sеarch for prettier b-tches

[verse]
pull out the ‘cat if she wanna ride wit’ me, it’s that, ain’t no need to be trippin’
i got some faith, maybe if we jus’ stop bein’ fake, and jus’ say what we really be feelin’
take me away god, i’m knowin’ that i did some things that ain’t gettin’ forgiven
i’m doin’ wrong everyday, i don’t watch what i say, ’cause i’m free out the way i religious
put chop to the face, for christian
diamonds attract bad hoes, if she wanna come gotta stay wit’ no clothes
she like “you been outside, doin’ you”, but i been in the stu’ makin’ hits wit’ the bros
stay here for me, never, ever, give thoughts, and jus’ leave, and i’ll get you whatever you want
i bought her birkin, and plus there’s celine on the side of her, she ain’t no regular hoe
we in the [?] truck, plus i been showin’ affection, this sh-t bae why you gotta cry
some n-ggas text her, i never say “don’t respond” and now it got her wonderin’ why
to her it’s love, but she know it ain’t love when i’m showin’ her l-st, ain’t no reason to lie
last n-gga played wit’ the gang, he jus’ died, roll up another one, gang, i ain’t high

[bridge]
carti’s for all of the bros on the day i get rich, we ain’t rockin’ sh-t cheap
he run a list, pillow talking ’bout how i’m a b-tch but he never did nothing to me
fatso’ll go walk a f-ck n-gga down, leave his brains in the drains, in the street
i’m smokin’ opp pack, heard they wan’ make me an opp pack
catch me on princeton with d, and my shooters elite
[chorus]
me and you versus the world, if you act as my girl, then i just gotta give it
it’s not too many things i wanna do so i occupy myself with money and women
maybe i should take a trip, get a better view out in the world, but i’m stuck in the trenches
just take a moment before you start judging a n-gga, hey i’m doing good if you listening
we done made a whole ‘nother lane, we don’ put vvs on the gang, now they all pay attention
i’m falling out wit’ the most of my thugs, they all wanna bug, sh-t, i guess we ain’t cl!ckin’
don’t think i’m a real friend to other gangs, because i only got sp-ce for my n-ggas
not to bring pain, but if we gon’ keep sh-t a bang, i love you, but i’ll search for prettier b-tches

- yfg fatso

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