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letra de goons - ynt josh

[intro]
stebbz

[verse 1: joshvidz]
his b-tch texted me saying, “give me my phone back”
i said, “how did you text me back” (how?)
she said, “f-ck that, cut the chit chat”
i said, “hold on, where is my f-cking racks”
her n-gga can’t say sh-t even thought he a rat
f-cked on my ex, i hit from the f-cking back
last year they told me to go slap that
since i left, now they tell me, “come back”
turn around and put her in a head lock
told this b-tch, “come here and give me head, top”
n-ggas been saying that i done been flopped
nah n-gga, i just tookoff
i just released mе a motherf-cking song
n-ggas been asking what took me so long?
what took me so long n-gga?

[verse 2: jack bruno]
just talkеd to dj on the phone
he told me, “let it go”
all this pain in my body, tryna not let it show
i got to keep it on me, run up on me and let it blow
i’m thinking bout them days i was starving in the snow
i seen a couple bad b-tches and they turned into hoes
a couple on the hundred, she was f-cking on the bro
them n-ggas want a hundred violation, broke the code
i’m rapping in these songs, a young n-gga in his mode
started off at jit, now we gotta tote the pole
not everybody with me, anyone you see is bro’s
spent a hole ten wearing these heavy louis
loyalty is everything, it stand’s on the code
me and money have a word, i consider him a brother
tryna keep the way to get some money for my mother
i’m still putting on it cause i came from the gutter
ambition in my blood, for them nights there wasn’t supper
me and my mind tryna make it work
you ain’t gotta tell me because i know it hurts
but you got to let me love you when we come in first
i wonder who you’d f-ck once i’m in the durt
this sh-t getting worse, see they don’t understand how this pain hurts
savage was selling weed and i was selling percs
and when he got probation that sh-t reversed
and than a couple homies caught the course
i put it in my verse, i’m just poeting, vitihs
flashbacks from my past got me reminiscing
it’s hard to stack your bread when they ask for chicken
and this the realist n-gga in charge, and i’m on a mission
[outro: jack bruno]
757 spezo on this sh-t n-gga
pistol with extended clip, stand the f-ck up
you already know how i’m coming

- ynt josh

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