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letra de down that road - yung keeta

(perfect)

[chorus]
been down that road (been down that road)
know where that goes, sh-t
if i was at that func’ then i brought that pole, yeah
everywhere i go, yuh
caught me on a bad day, on a bad one
lookin’ at my cash rate, that’s a fast one
why you lookin’ sad bae, am i that dumb?
took [?] too many f-ckin’ on a fat one

[verse]
f-cking on a fat b-tch
walk up in the saks fifth
i’m coppin’ brand new fabrics, yeah
fenty on my b-tch and that sh-t draggin’
heard he tryna say some’ put him in a casket
i’m in that mode
2 times 2 that’s 4 that’s what i pour
i just tell ’em “let it go” they let it go, woah
huh, fo-sho’

[chorus]
been down that road (been down that road)
know where that goes, sh-t
if i was at that func’ then i brought that pole, yeah
everywhere i go, yuh
[bridge]
shot yo’ boys got 2 in a row
told ’em lеt it go they let it go
lookin’ at my neck, that sh-t frozеn
bank account got couple commas i don’t see a colon

[kkypr]
yeah lil’ b-tch i’ve been down that road, yeah
lil’ boy don’t be stupid go get a coat this sh-t cold
[?] i got a gun i’ma be outside
i tell that b-tch we gon’ be alright
just hold on me closer, hold on me tight
she gonna be grippin’ my sh-t all night
she gonna be grippin’ my sh-t all right
you went left your b-tch went right
sh-t get crazy lil’ b-tch hang tight
i’m a lil’ vamp you see my fangs?
lil b-tch, you cannot hang with us
i got a chop i’ll bang it up
put that lil’ boy on a t-shirt, make his mom cry lil’ b-tch then i’ll hang it up
put that missing person poster up on my wall like a trophy room
they try to run up on my boy, yeah one of my shooters gon’ smoke you, deuce
beat on that boy like batman, pull up and smoke his deuce
yeah i try to hit up on your hoe but that b-tch ran through
i don’t know what to say
i’m gonna be goin’ up real soon whether you like it or not or you hate
“what color is your bugatti” feelin’ like tate
shut the f-ck up and go get you some cake
big body gle i’m finna skate
this [?] feel dumb i don’t write no way
[bridge]
shot yo’ boys got 2 in a row
told ’em let it go they let it go
lookin’ at my neck, that sh-t frozen
bank account got couple commas i don’t see a colon

[chorus]
been down that road (been down that road)
know where that goes, sh-t
if i was at that func’ then i brought that pole, yeah
everywhere i go, yuh
caught me on a bad day, on a bad one
lookin’ at my cash rate, that’s a fast one
why you lookin’ sad bae, am i that dumb?
took [?] too many f-ckin’ on a fat one

- yung keeta

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