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letra de phantom dreams - ypc nige

she bout to make me go..
[?]
yeah.. whoa..
she ‘bout to make me go insane
said she love me but i know her love is fake
running tricks on n-ggas like she’s daivd blaine
i’m the best it ain’t no room for no debate
hey-yeah, yeah, yeah
paper chasin’
we be lit like everyday (yeah)
hop in that bugatti and we racin’
she said your blessin’ coming soon just stay patient

where i’m
where i’m from we had to hustle to survivе
i can tell if you ain’t real, i can see it in your eyеs
from the dmv, that’s the place that i reside
turning up the party right as soon as we arrive
and i got that big bag on me like i’m santa
ridin’ in that ghost i’m in that danny phantom
she like the way i’m drippin’, shawty think i’m handsome
want a crib out in l.a. and a crib in atlanta

i might have so many cars that you can’t fit in the garage
wraith too with the stars, got me thinkin’ i’m on mars
i can tell if you ain’t real, your whole facade is a mirage
she gave me a massage, with a tattoo on minaj
see these n-ggas hatin’, don’t let that sh-t phase me
n-ggas out here tippin’ and tellin’ it’s crazy
i been runnin up them digits i do this sh-t daily
shawty ask me if i love her i said “i don’t know, maybe”

i been goin’ through some phases, ain’t been the same lately
i put my trust inside that b-tch, i regret it, she played me
i’ll never turn my back on the people that raised me
top shotta, don dada, she think i’m from haiti

been through so much pain i’m tired of grieving
shoutout to my fans i’m the one they believe in
imma treat you how you treat me, i’m callin’ it even
swear i’m so cold, all of my checks they be freezin’
oh yeah, but now i gotta move on
she blowin’ up my phone askin’ for my new song
give me another chance, i swear i won’t do wrong
girl it’s been a minute ain’t hit that in too long

redbone shawty i call her melato
we be in the kitchen, we sippin’ moscato
ballin’ in l.a., you would think i was lanzo
on the road in miami we stayed at the condo

she ‘bout to make me go insane
said she love me but i know her love is fake
running tricks on n-ggas like she’s daivd blaine
i’m the best it ain’t no room for no debate
hey-yeah, yeah, yeah
paper chasin’
we be lit like everyday (yeah)
hop in that bugatti then we racin’
she said your blessin’ coming soon just stay patient
yeah
ohhh, no, no
white girl geekin’, she fienin for co-co
spanish mamacita she tell me i’m loco
i be paintin’ pictures of b-tches like van gogh
she said i’m the boss, i’m the man like i’m rambo
swervin in that drop i pull up in that lambo
we be chasin’ paper we go where you can’t go
i’m a six-figure n-gga i go where you can’t go

yeah, yeah
yeaaa
aye, yea
[?]
insane
said she love me but i know her love is fake
running tricks on n-ggas like she’s david blaine
i’m the best it ain’t no room for no debate
yeah

- ypc nige

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