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letra de double rr - yfg fatso

[intro]
(up yours, evil twin)
told my mama i’m sick, i’m ditchin’ class to hangout with my gang
we weren’t gifted sh-t, we worked for this, it costed time and pain
i don’t really wanna talk that much about the beef, the police tryna get our names
need a trip to johnny, i’ma freeze out the t–th and that’s when everything gon’ change

[chorus]
rolls-royce, double lock when i cl!ck on this b-tton
said it’s pounds out on the road, on the way whole, they ass was bluffin’
i don’t even cry for n-ggas, my cousin died so weird, i ain’t tell ’em nothin’
throw it back more, i take my condom off, i pulled out once i nutted
grab your buddy, i want friends and i want twins, they twice as sl-tty
master plug me, i’m in cali with my stream and come with her buddies
i like chocolate chip, my now b-tch got a dude, she ain’t been f-ckin’
my next b-tch was badder, whiter, then it was true, she a snow bunny

[verse]
catch me in every store, i’m buyin’ sh-t for todays my sh-t was flat
i want money more, but them problems gon’ come runnin’ behind that check
she’ll do d-ck for dior, i put her purse right on the floor, ain’t get no respect (i ain’t got respect)
i got with smurk for his tour, i hope this sh-t open the door for gang’s success
i got, i got a b-tch in the ‘raq, she ain’t mine, but i f-ck with her sometimes when i’m in town
i get a sip of that tris and the sprite’ll be nasty as sh-t, but i’m chuggin’ it down (but i’m chuggin’ it down, yeah)
can’t sell a portion [?] stupid percent, they ain’t makin’ it out (they ain’t makin’ it out)
i put her mouth on my d-ck, she was eatin’ and takin’ a l!ck, she wasn’t takin’ me out (come on, come on)
i get to floatin’, i get to floatin’ the whole thing away, i ain’t lettin’ it breathe (i ain’t lettin’ it breathe)
i get to rollin’ my suffer and pain with the dope in the leave (with the dope in the leave)
audemars piguet, i randomly got in the trenches with a new ap (come on, come on)
say i was gettin’ them guns, they lyin’ for nothin’, they ain’t never get it from me (they ain’t get it from me)
say i was gettin’ them funds, it’s really a pun, they never was hangin’ with g (they was hangin’ with go)
i done got blood on the gun, it’s already done, i’m lyin’, i never got greazy (come on, come on)
you better watch you say, they ain’t sparin’ for nothin’, they young, too deep in the street (they too deep in the street)
i gotta keep me a sword inside of the maybach, feel like i’m in the uk
i did this alley when they said i couldn’t, i just kept on pushin’ ’til i made a way (i made me a way)
this smoke two percent, free air, lil’ bronem baked (i can’t breathe in here)
we ain’t savin’, we ain’t savin’ hoes, we only ship out ‘bows, remove that cape (remove that cape)
puttin’ amiris on, but i can’t forget when i started see’ ’em wear bape (go ‘head)
i be in all them stores, they treat me like ye, got me runnin’ and hidin’ away (go ‘head)
i be with all the wh0res, they like when i f-ck ’em and pull out and nut on they face (go ‘head)
you be involved with poor, i hate that you chose that route and you went that way (go ‘head)
sometimes i be bored, i might write back a fan call her bae (go ‘head)
i be in all them stores, they treat me like ye, got me runnin’ and hidin’ away (go ‘head)
i be with all the wh0res, they like when i f-ck ’em and pull out and nut on they face (go ‘head)
you be involved with poor, i hate that you chose that route and you went that way (go ‘head)
sometimes i be bored, i might write back a fan call her bae (aw, yeah)
[chorus]
rolls-royce, double lock when i cl!ck on this b-tton (aw, yeah)
said it’s pounds out on the road, on the way whole, they ass was bluffin’ (aw, yeah)
i don’t even cry for n-ggas, my cousin died so weird, i ain’t tell ’em nothin’ (go ‘head, go ‘head, aw, yeah)
throw it back more, i take my condom off, i pulled out once i nutted (go ‘head, go ‘head, aw, yeah)
grab your buddy, i want friends and i want twins, they twice as sl-tty
master plug me, i’m in cali with my stream and come with her buddies
i like chocolate chip, my now b-tch got a dude, she ain’t been f-ckin’
my next b-tch was badder, whiter, then it was true, she a snow bunny

[outro]
go ‘head, aw, aw, go ‘head
aw, man, aw, go ‘head
go ‘head
alright, keep all that

- yfg fatso

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