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letra de pretend - yung burdy

[chorus: yung burdy]
i only got family, no i don’t have friends
ion have friends, cause they usually just end
you n-ggas is snakes, y’all just playing pretend
i f-cked on yo b-tch, and her lil bitty friends
i f-ck from the back, and i make her sh-t bend
no ion take losses, i only take wins
can’t stay the same, yea i gotta transcend
keep saying you family, but you ain’t no kin
smoking on gas, got me higher than heaven
popped me a molly, still geekin at seven
no we not the same, we on different settings
keep talking that sh-t, you’ll get hit with this weapon
so please do not test me, cause that is no question
f-cking a bad b-tch, i think that she russian
i’m taking my time, so please do not rush me
you n-ggas is peasants, so please do not touch me

[verse 1: yung burdy]
you see that i’m up, now you sayin w-ssup
i’m all about action, i knuck and i buck
hop out the whip, pour a four in my cup
i got a new pint, so i’m pouring it up
talking that sh-t you’ll get hit in the lip
i’m doing the dash when i hop in the whip
i bought a new glock and it hold 30 clip
don’t get your -ss caught you better not slip
aye, mac in my lap, but i’m not talking apple
i’m pouring up fours, in all of these snapples
you n-ggas is b-tches, you n-ggas is tattles
i’m f-cking a b-tch from the a to seattle
talking so stupid, you always just babble
i’m always on new sh-t, i’m changing the channel
king of the hill, b-tch i’m king of the castle
to get where i’m now, was such a d-mn h-ssle

[verse 2: 1of1lui]
dodie that og, my lungs getting smoky
i roll with some wolves, you a lonely coyote
blow me you phony, you really don’t know me
he says he wants beef, but i think that’s bologna
your homies, your potnas, your friends, and your woadies
k!ll them all slowly, i do it v-lonely
w, w, i want me a trophy
execute clean, but i’m doing you grossly
uh, hitting atomic, holding his stomach my flow is bubonic
(yuh, aye) pukin out honest, true, the truth hurts
it hits like muhammad ah-li, float like a b-tterfly sting like a bee
went out like a b-tch, boy that couldn’t be me
float like a b-tterfly sting like a bee
went out like a b-tch, boy that couldn’t be me

- yung burdy

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