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letra de magic - ysb tril

[intro]
nananaaa
na-na-na-na-na-na
nananana
atm da gang

like i wash and then i rinse
f-ckin on yo bihhh
i be gettin it till da end
nananana im gettin to da bandz

[chorus]
step in i’m too clean like i wash and then i rinse
got the besties all up on me hit em both it just depend
wake up get real freshie then i do it all again
i’m in the whip she tryna neck me, told her go and get it in
n-gga stack up
spin the block a couple times they like what happen huh
real g, too fly like i’m alladin huh
lil shawty in them jeans i know she packin’ yeah
lil rocket in it, then he disappear like magic huh

[verse 1]
i smack yo b-tch it sound like flip flops
wake up, get that neckerdoodle, tell that hoe to get lost
a n-gga bout to blow i’m like a bomb i hear that tick tock
just give me one more year a n-gga neck covered in big rocks
uh yeah, money long (yeah yeah)
limousine (yeah yeah)
bring the hoes (uhh uhhh)
i’ll bring the team (uhh uhh uhhh)
just a n-gga (yeah yeah)
wit a dream (yeah yeah)
but just be careful cause this life ain’t always what it seems
n-ggas comin’ out they lane, i’m tryna stay in my own
nah i can’t look back at the past no matter what i did wrong
now i can’t wait to be on tour and spend some time away from home
she hit my phone i press ignore i told her speak to the tone yeaahh

[chorus]
step in i’m too clean like i wash and then i rinse
got the besties all up on me hit em both it just depend
wake up get real freshie then i do it all again
i’m in the whip she tryna neck me, told her go and get it in
n-gga stack up
spin the block a couple times they like what happen huh
real g, too fly like i’m alladin huh
lil shawty in them jeans i know she packin’ yeah
lil rocket in it, then he disappear like magic huh

[verse 2]
then i’m back in for that round 2
dopelord blessed me with this beat so n-gga know i had to
and i know life’s a b-tch so imma show her what that cash do
if she the same as all these other hoes, she prolly want a bag too
imma cop a private, take a trip out to mulan
i feel like the boss n-gga, i feel like the don
i got all the racks baby, bandz, what you want?
got the b-tches in the back, but got the truck up in the front
she wanna link just for the night she said she like the way im stylin
b-tch, i’m wit the sh-ts and i’m too fye don’t need a hydrant
never thought a year ago that i’d get paid for rhyming
but now its coming all together, feel like perfect timing

[chorus]
step in i’m too clean like i wash and then i rinse
got the besties all up on me hit em both it just depend
wake up get real freshie then i do it all again
i’m in the whip she tryna neck me, told her go and get it in
n-gga stack up
spin the block a couple times they like what happen huh
real g, too fly like i’m alladin huh
lil shawty in them jeans i know she packin’ yeah
lil rocket in it, then he disappear like magic huh

- ysb tril

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