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letra de gram - yuji arikaya

hey yuji hop on my ride
aye
aye
keep blowing up my gram
i be exploding like a bomb, your shawty hit my line
but i don’t want to f-ck
i be counting all these bucks and still spittin facts
i be movin fast, she be getting all my f-cking cash
i pull up with my 9s b-tch, my girl with that goth fit
i’m built different, i don’t need that fake script
i pull up with my 9s b-tch, my girl with that goth fit
i’m built different, i don’t need that fake script
keep blowing up my gram
i be exploding like a bomb, your shawty hit my line
but i don’t want to f-ck
i be counting all these bucks and still spittin facts
i be movin fast, she be getting all my f-cking cash
i pull up with my 9s b-tch, my girl with that goth fit
i’m built different, i don’t need that fake script
i pull up with my 9s b-tch, my girl with that goth fit
i’m built different, i don’t need that fake script
she call my name like watchu doing, babygirl, yuh, watchu say
shawty pullin up, stack the guap, yeah, stack the k’s
run it back, can’t f-ck with losers, that throw my name
next up, me and yuji climbing up the f-cking game
ay, pull up in the droptop, shawty in the croptop
whippin out the ruger, yeah my words be going pop, pop
can’t f-ck with losers, that out here just switching lines
throwin up that heads, or tails, 2-faced like a f-cking dime, ay
blowing up our grams, watch us out here finna pop off
girls at our door, yeah that sh-t be going knock, knock
ay, that b-tch out here standing look at the floor
standing on the diamonds and she wanting more, and more
ay, mi amor, senorita, she be in the quattro
drift on the gutter, yeah she wanting el muchacho
finna vibe up in the grotto
yeah we making up that guala
yeah they making all that drama
stack the k’s, that sh-t go taller, ayy
keep blowing up my gram
i be exploding like a bomb, your shawty hit my line
but i don’t want to f-ck
i be counting all these bucks and still spittin facts
i be movin fast, she be getting all my f-cking cash
i pull up with my 9s b-tch, my girl with that goth fit
i’m built different, i don’t need that fake script
i pull up with my 9s b-tch, my girl with that goth fit
i’m built different, i don’t need that fake script
keep blowing up my gram
i be exploding like a bomb, your shawty hit my line
but i don’t want to f-ck
i be counting all these bucks and still spittin facts
i be movin fast, she be getting all my f-cking cash
i pull up with my 9s b-tch, my girl with that goth fit
i’m built different, i don’t need that fake script
i pull up with my 9s b-tch, my girl with that goth fit
i’m built different, i don’t need that fake script

- yuji arikaya

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