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letra de through it all - ynw bortlen & hotboii

[intro: ynw bortlen]
this that, “what’s it’s name,” sh-t
i can’t even, “what’s it’s name,” this sh-t, i gotta, d-mn
(ac, turn that heat up, n-gga)
alright, let me see

[chorus: ynw bortlen]
come get fly with me, on another level, you know that i’m takin’ off
blast off, ride with a n-gga through it all
if i f-ck with you, i f-ck with you, just play your part
keep it real from the start, my n-gga smell fake from afar
rockin’ out with that guitar
rockstar livin’, now, it’s f-ck n-gga from the hood hatin’, now
and they ain’t never seen n-ggas

[verse 1: ynw bortlen]
n-ggas just jumpin’ off of the porch
they wanna get the zaza, toe tag, green beam on your durag
young and livin’ good, i feel like a don
i’m high as the sun, five hundred degrees
like weezy, yeah, baby, please don’t play crazy, b-tch, i go brazy
we don’t tote .380, glock ain’t got no safety
ar with the sh-ll catcher make you prove you houdini, like you a genie
clean your ass up, mr. clean
and, the b-tches say i’m mean
rude as f-ck, i don’t give a f-ck
and, i stay bustin’ out the scene
hundred racks stuffed in my jeans
dirty money, but i stay clean
two bands just for these set of js, remember when i used sir js
runnin’ form the real, fast forward, young n-gga pay young boss sh-t, now, a n-gga got a maid
[chorus: ynw bortlen]
come get fly with me, on another level, you know that i’m takin’ off
blast off, ride with a n-gga through it all
if i f-ck with you, i f-ck with you, just play your part
keep it real from the start, my n-gga smell fake from afar
rockin’ out with that guitar
rockstar livin’, now, it’s f-ck n-gga from the hood hatin’, now
and they ain’t never seen n-ggas

[verse 2: hotboii]
if you ridin’, then i’m ridin’, just be with me through it all
all i tell ’em, “rock out,” they ain’t playin’ no guitar
everywhere i go, i got my hand on my glock
steppers, they like thots how they be layin’ on them boys
they ain’t makin’ noise, you don’t spin, it be borin’ to me
i be sippin’ lean, got me goin’ to sleep
engines for the fee, i be wantin’ a fee
good girl but i turn her to a wh0re in the sheets
when they hear this song, they gon’ throw it on repeat
never duckin’ smoke, just what you want it to be?
i just got a house in the suburbs, but still feel i belong in the streets
everybody feel like i made it
but, still, i be hungry like i ain’t ate in days
i ain’t trustin’ n0body, that’s how i got play
double o, lil’ baby, i ain’t lovin’ no lady
[chorus: ynw bortlen]
come get fly with me, on another level, you know that i’m takin’ off
blast off, ride with a n-gga through it all
if i f-ck with you, i f-ck with you, just play your part
keep it real from the start, my n-gga smell fake from afar
rockin’ out with that guitar
rockstar livin’, now, it’s f-ck n-gga from the hood hatin’, now
and they ain’t never seen n-ggas

- ynw bortlen hotboii

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