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letra de abusive - yung bans & highway

[intro: highway]
uh, ooh, uh, hm
mm-hm, hm-mm
uh, oh, mm, oh (yeah, mm)
hm, hm (yeah)

[verse 1: highway]
i love my b-tch, but with these drugs i’m abusive
i got too much going on, i can’t lose it
if you’ll never turn your back, i’ll watch you do it
and my life feel like i’m starring in a movie
and i’m divin’ in this cup, i’m where the juice is

[verse 2: yung bans]
yeah, yeah, we got this b-tch movin’ (got this b-tch movin’)
uh, yeah, cameras (yeah), where the f-ckin’ cameras? (cameras)
i just came in with the drug dealers and the scammers (pssh, pssh)
uh, yeah, scammers, scretch it with the arm & hammer, uh (pssh)
told that b-tch i’m going ghost, i feel like danny phantom (ooh yeah)
yeah, huh, with the widе body like a phantom (skrrt)
i ain’t f-ckin’ with these n-ggas (skrrt), i had to changе the channel
yeah, these n-ggas ain’t from my side, these n-ggas from north atlanta (woah)
yeah, on some boss sh-t, i had to go get a planner

[verse 3: highway]
ooh, yeah, on some p sh-t, i told that ho to stand up, wow (b-tch)
i just passed the cup to bans ’cause that my mud brother, woah
i ain’t never slowin’ down ’cause i’m a stun-stunner, oh
even on a rainy day, b-tch, we star-studded, woah
puttin’ yo’ hands on her face, i keep my hand below her waist (oh yeah)
ho, they gon’ dodge when the dodge comin’, woah
[verse 4: yung bans]
yeah, “can you stand the rain?” b-tch, i love struggle
yeah, i do this for the trenches and all my mud brothers (“can you stand the rain?” b-tch, i love struggle)
i threw a drum right on my stick because i love cutters (yeah)
it’s a cold, cold world, this sh-t a motherf-cker (yeah)
yeah, umbrella, yeah, go get your umbrella, uh
it ain’t nothin’ you could tell us, yeah, b-tch, it ain’t nothin’ you could me (it ain’t nothin’ you could tell us)
uh, yeah, goodfellas, and we dripped in margiela, ooh
lot of hating-ass n-ggas, know they got some [hannah?], uh, yeah
all my cars fast and they panoramic, ooh (skrrt)
threw the money on the floor ’cause she’s a dirty dancer (yeah), yeah
the way she pick it up, that sh-t too much to handle, ooh
i was f-ckin’ on this b-tch, she tried to pull a scandal

[verse 5: highway]
when we go from rags to riches, two-four, red bandana (godd-mn, uh)
took a plane to spread this fashion all through south atlanta (godd-mn, uh)
it’s a suicide ’cause, b-tch, we came to k!ll for the camera (suicide)
it was you and i, but, b-tch, i’m posted where the clouds is (wait), uh

[outro: highway]
(ooh-ooh)
oh (ooh)
oh, oh
keep all that

- yung bans highway

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