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letra de mystery - yung kaplun

[chorus]
moncler moncler jacket jacket on me yeah (on me yeah)
edamame green peas and please don’t call me yeah
this some civilian drip
drive thru the crib no wendy’s uh (wendy’s uh)
nah i don’t get all the hate
don’t talk at all they still hating uh
let’s talk it out i’m not crazy bruh
god told me i’ll be a millionaire
bb gun shoot like crazy uh no interest in having babies uh (sorry)
big bro left this world but he made history (history)
end of the day (yeah yeah)
yung kaplun’s life is a mystery
[verse 1]
her breath smell bad so i gave her some listerine
wonder if my exes missing me and one of my exes texted me
pressed block cuz i don’t wanna associate
life’s so good no it’s not a throwaway (yeah yeah)
always stayed patient i dreamt of the sunny days
now i’m in cali and nah i ain’t counting days
i’m on vacation it’s hot and i’m happy
i hope that’s how my life will be
but school can be so damaging
start making my way to beverly
making my way to the top of the world (yeah yeah)
everyone laughing they nothing but gerbs uh (yeah yeah)
i’ll be legendary mark my words i’ll make history (history)
way above this city and all my teachers pity me (pity me)
sometimes i feel heavenly
i wanna go out and accomplish my dreams
they bring me down but i only go up (up up)
they think i’m a rookie i’m one step in front (whoo)
roll through the city i sit in the front
yea soon these people will know me (know me)

[chorus]
moncler moncler jacket jacket on me yeah (on me yeah)
edamame green peas and please don’t call me yeah
this some civilian drip
drive thru the crib no wendy’s uh (wendy’s uh)
nah i don’t get all the hate
don’t talk at all they still hating uh
let’s talk it out i’m not crazy bruh
god told me i’ll be a millionaire
bb gun shoot like crazy uh no interest in having babies uh (sorry)
big bro left this world but he made history (history)
end of the day (yeah yeah)
yung kaplun’s life is a mystery
[verse 2]
mysterious
why do i feel so delirious
i told her bih
are you serious
you finna do me like that
she tryna play me like i’m blackjack
you know how i do it i played her back (uh uh)
cold in the winter but it doesn’t bother me
living life good feel like i won the lottery
all my life i went through laughing and mockery
funny my teachers think i’ll be in poverty
it’s not my fault that i’m not really scholarly
and for my age i ain’t living properly (yeah yeah)
they think i’m rich but i live with retirees (lah)
in life i need music i don’t need astronomy (lah lah)
in life i need happiness don’t need geometry
i’ll make a wave and these kids finna copy me

- yung kaplun

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