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letra de not today - yn jay & rmc mike

[intro]
perhaps i have such special needs
i wondered what was wrong with me
my friends all fall so easily
(ooh, sav k!lled it)

[verse 1: rmc mike]
n-gga, not today
high as h-ll, almost popped myself when i shot the k
tried to f-ck this b-tch for an hour, but i’m not in shape
knocked him out, got him seeing stars like the top of the wraith
got a check for fifty racks, sh-t, i’m goin’ shoppin’ today
still grindin’ like we ain’t sh-t, but we poppin’ today
you tryna beat me to the finish lane, i’m stoppin’ the race
n-gga tried to tussle with my glock and got shot in the face
[verse 2: yn jay]
me and mike matched a four, we just dropped an eight
n-gga hit the road for twenty hours with no licеnse plate
knock a n-gga out one hit, makе the tyson face
n-gga got a plain birthday, no icing cake
how the f-ck you get saganos, no rice and steak?
super gremlin, b-tch, i still drunk it, but the pint was fake
n-gga stepped out shinin’ hard, but the ice was fake
b-tch didn’t give me head for free, i had to buy some face

[verse 3: rmc mike]
shot a b-tch with a ten milli’, she had the bryson face
b-tch out here givin’ legal head, but her license fake
cost comin’ down on everything, but my prices ain’t
lost my combination, got me in here tryna fight the safe
couldn’t get in contact with my money, had to write the bank
n-gga pulled up with a switchblade, i tried to fight the shank
turn into picasso with this cake, b-tch, i like to paint
i don’t believe sh-t a n-gga say, your life a prank

[verse 4: yn jay]
n-gga died ’cause he ain’t sit still, he forgot to plank
bought clear at the airport, i don’t like to wait
wanna see everybody win, i don’t like to hate
i just f-ck a b-tch and keep it moving, i don’t like to date
lately, i been thinkin’ ’bout tomorrow, i don’t like today
threw a bbl on my b-tch, i don’t like her shape
told bro his cd ass, i don’t like your tape
you ain’t got the one that zip to the top, i don’t like your bape
i know a b-tch love to eat d-ck, she’ll bite your face
i know a lawyer beat everything, he’ll fight your case
b-tch say, “how you the coochie man and you ain’t got no cape?”
because i’m not no superhero, b-tch
[verse 5: rmc mike]
broke a b-tch heart, now she screamin’ she might go g-y
stabbin’ b-tches up every night, i got the michael trait
b-tch got some real titties on her, but her lipo fake
i’m a law-abiding citizen, n-gga, fight your fate
can’t stop sh-ttin’ on these n-ggas, need to buy some brakes
told b-tch i’m on my way to f-ck, i’m just a flight away
it’s my money and i need it now, n-gga, right away
f-ck around and made a left and hit some sh-t, i had the right of way

[verse 6: yn jay]
i’m not a certified lover boy, but i might know drake
bro pulled up with a baby chop, it’s a micro-drac
lion in the middle of the jungle, gotta find your way
d-mn

- yn jay rmc mike

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