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letra de japan - yrnm

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(verse 1)

i ain’t gonna lie, ain’t gonna flex, and be no mismatch

but my b-tch be glistening where my t–th and where my wrist at

i ain’t gon’ be hard and go be b-tch though, where my whip at?

ain’t no pistol whippin’ ain’t no gang, we just gone back back

i’d rather be breathing than be trapping for some wage pay

goofy n-ggas obligated just to f-cking stay way

pay way

goofy n-ggas better just stay way

pay way

bagbakin’ is the only way

(chorus)

b-tch n-ggas up when i run my spot
thot hoes up when i count my guap
hype-beats cry when they see my box
ugly b-tch-hoes all on my c-ck (x4)

(verse 2)

b-tch i ain’t racked up, stacked up, but i finally got my act up

south central 1980’s n-ggas think they hard by acting tough

n-ggas eyes, falling out they head from sipping double cups

f-ck you up, n-ggas say they will, they wanna f-ck you up

lil baby hit my line, saying sh-t gon get her f-cked up

when i say i’m in these streets, i’m simply biking, doing donuts

glo’d up, i just wanna get my wrist glowed up

hoe’d up, i just wanna get my homies hoe’d up

when i see this sh-t i just wanna f-ckin bagbak

ain’t tryna be no snake, ain’t be no hoe, no f-ckin mismatch

quick pack, heading for the hills, gonna get a big bag

intact, no hoein’ so we finna stay intact

(chorus)

b-tch n-ggas up when i run my spot
thot hoes up when i count my guap
hype-beats cry when they see my box
ugly b-tch-hoes all on my c-ck (x5)

- yrnm

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