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letra de fly - young extro

[intro]
if you stare into an abyss long enough the abyss stares back at you
fax aye ya its that thirty five sh-t aye aye ya

[chorus]
young extro he fly he grow
dont wanna leave dont wanna go
drunk at the night yeah you alredy know
by now i should hit the show
young extro he fly he grow
dont wanna leave dont wanna go
drunk at the night yeah you alredy know
by now i should hit the show

[verse 1]
young extro he fly he grow (he grow)
my clip empty give me the ammo my family in norway is long ago miss the sight of cold sh-t snow
the beats new song i trow
all my family just like whoa
people need to catch up my tempo bumpin to my sh-t in the rocco
(skrrrttt) bumpin to my sh-t in the rocco (skkrrrtt)
b-tch cut the price
cut the cut the f-ckin (bullsh-t)
dont mind me hunting the sound chase i’m thinkin of the old days back when we did some blaze
summer days people around allways
night n’ day sh-t was nice
i’m stuck with my ice dont wanna f-ck with no price
dont wanna f-ck with no big device
yeah i’m f-ckin based
a thought on your hate is a big f-ckin waste get up and grind show
em ur fine draw a big f-ckin line yeah jump up and stand up and shine
[chorus]
young extro he fly he grow
dont wanna leave dont wanna go
drunk at the night yeah you alredy know
by now i should hit the show
young extro he fly he grow
dont wanna leave dont wanna go
drunk at the night yeah you alredy know
by now i should hit the show
young extro he fly he grow
dont wanna leave dont wanna go
drunk at the night yeah you alredy know
by now i should hit the show

[verse 2]
i f-cked with the tracks
i try to collect them big racks
they askmed me what i did (okey)
i spoke the fax
yall gotta chill relax
yeah this sh-t kinda f-ckin slaps
i hit them taps ak kalashnikov it claps
okey whatever you go collapse
b-tch take of your hat your under my roof my dog it goes woof
let me guess your drip ain’t fireproof i guess my clip is thirty yours fifteen thats very (skr) clean you asked me why i’m so mean
there is no distance between (ohh) f-ck do you mean f-ck you a fiend (waht)
strange lookin ass machine my boys (skrrr) we waiting for the summer we ballin these b-tches they straight (skrrrr) f-ckin crawlin
[chorus]
young extro he fly he grow
dont wanna leave dont wanna go
drunk at the night yeah you alredy know
by now i should hit the show
young extro he fly he grow
dont wanna leave dont wanna go
drunk at the night yeah you alredy know
by now i should hit the show

[outro]
yeahhh yeahhh ohhh hooo skrrr skrrr skrrrrr
skr

- young extro

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