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letra de intro - youngtisti

[intro:]
yeah, yeah, it’s young t
(t-t-t-t)

[verse 1]
i was ridin’ in my father’s skoda
f-ck my friends, i’m b-mpin’ kota
a koala with a kodak, easter on the coast
i’m a mister with a cost
you got a mistress with a coat on
goin’ loco, man this sh-t is paramount
luckily i’m finna put commas on my bank account next year
yeah, that’s what i said this year
peers falling off of pear trees
bungalows and dungarees
waiting for the concubines
ray-ban shades without the glimpse of light
i got low battery and memory
i’ma install the lite version
i’m the offspring of persians, ostriches and turtles
gotta overtake that rover, i-
put the turbo, i see pretty good ’cause i don’t sip purple
a murder with a mortal man is like you signed a contract with the devil
you good now, you want a medal
while i press the pedal
pedo f-ckers wanna hit young lads, and they’re shameful, huh
i hate y’all, yeah
this is young young tisti
doing roadtrips with the roaches on the posters and they come from china
when we flexin’ label line up
haters r.i.p. in those spirals
what’s a pirate with a pistol?
a mustang with some beers on, the drinks on me
i never offer, f-ck a membership
i’m not a gentleman, i’m masculine
you’re masking truths and making it look cool
f-ck it, i ain’t tryna be you
i was with peto sippin’ vodka lemon till he vomited
he got a lot of partners, i’ll never know how he does it
and the summit was a b-tch named angeline
nike kicks, people see me on the streets
and say they wanna rock with me
i don’t play guitars so i decline and keep my pedestrian status
state of mind is lacking of awareness
i was fourteen, drunk with tennent’s
it’s been a lot of years since i’ve been playing tennis
i prefer the t-tties, no b-lls
everybody put on a show right now
cause they’re more likely to pretend than do it for real
i’m allergic to motherf-ckers
the ones that pop up when they need and leave you dying in the storm
i’m not corny, i’m just corn
and she’s not p-rny, she’s just p-rn
black like the chocolate that i’ve torn apart
hope that she likes the end as much as i like the start
and i hope she don’t f-ck with trends
’cause i don’t wanna play no parts
tisti on the skoda
you prolly only drove go-karts
and my life is way better than yours
i’m shooting for the stars
like, for real

- youngtisti

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