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letra de ignorant - yung booler

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(yo, man what is this beat)
(tory on the beat)
(let’s go)

if you got expensive stuff you better have insurance
which one should i take, it is your preference
i don’t really care what you say cause i’m ignorant
guess i’m taking both, sorry for the nuisance

i get out the door need some more, i’m not hesitant
stop calling my phone, cause to me, you’re not relevant
now i’m in my zone, i can’t stop i’m in my element
i don’t believe you, cause you told me that i’m excellent

think i’m apathetic give you credit cause i don’t care
i should be offended not commended but i’m unfair
and who we got out here? one day it’ll be pi’erre
if he pull up on his feet, then he’s leaving in a wheelchair

what i got up on my wrist, just like trippie its a bust down
rely on my homies yeah ill never let my trust down (yessir)
and the bl!cky ain’t been used, it’ll need a dust down
better watch your mouth, else you getting hunt down

hoppin’ out the back, i got it under control (control)
switchin’ on the gang got you left in a hole hole (hole hole)
talkin’ out ya neck and i’m uppin’ this pole pole (pole pole)
gang taking they shot and you know that its a goal

i say that i’m done, but i need more (it’s true)
no doubt that i’m winning, i know the score
if were talking you to me, then its 0-4 (okay)
its too late you started, now we going to war (yeah)

if you got expensive stuff you better have insurance
which one should i take, it is your preference
i don’t really care what you say cause i’m ignorant
guess i’m takin’ both, sorry for the nuisance (yah)

i don’t hop out the car, yeah i’m hoppin’ off a sp-ceship (what)
when you do me wrong, yeah my pocket got a big clip (ooh)
i could send you six feet down, or send you on a guilt trip (okay)
you’re cracking with no pressure, i call that a corn chip (yeah)

when i’m up got a standing ovation
breaking out we got out of the station
i got plans to take over the nation
it all start with the music i’m making
cooking up in my mind yeah i’m baking
you don’t know me so why are you faking
when i’m bored, the flow what i’m taking
i say slatt but i’m never snaking (slatt)

she wanna get to know but i told that i’m ignorant
i talk bout pulling up, but really i’m too innocent (yeah)
the world seems like its ending, death is always imminent (okay)
you don’t like my sound, everyone is different (aye)

- yung booler

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