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letra de it was me - yung keeta

[intro]
yeah i got too f-cked up at the func’, reef better d-mn drive me home
already know what time we on
b-tch we standin’ on business
you better mind your own
i’m doing donuts on the dirtbike in a private zone
we gotta be ready for war
i got the draco up in my backpack
oh you some rat-tat-tat can’t chat back
had to get the drugs in the plane with the snapback
i’m making theories on b-tches like matpat
you making queries with b-tches on snapchat
don’t got no bad little b-tch need to bag that
i’m still remembering who they would laugh at
b-tch it was me

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[chorus]
we gotta be ready for war
i got the draco up in my backpack
oh you some rat-tat-tat can’t chat back
had to get the drugs in the plane with the snapback
i’m making theories on b-tches like matpat
you making queries with b-tches on snapchat
don’t got no bad little b-tch need to bag that
i’m still remembering who they would laugh at
b-tch it was me
huh yeah, b-tch it was me
now i step in it’s a hundred degrees
now i step in with a hundred on me
now i step in with a hundred on me (huh, yeah)
huh yeah four hundred piece (huh, yeah)
huh yeah four hundred piece
now i step in with a hundred on me
now i step in with a hundred on me
[verse 1]
huh, yeah, if he wanna die then beef with me
lil’ b-tch i’m with reef
pull up in a jeep
we making you leak
and then we gon’ leave
it took me a week
i’m counting my bands up don’t do receipts
i’m counting up cheese
i’m smoking on grass, lil’ b-tch sorry
and you got a ass, lil’ b-tch i can see
b-tch i’ve been building something up i’m with my brothers though
yeah i got too f-cked up at the func’ reef better d-mn drive me home
already know what time we on
b-tch we standin’ on business
you better mind your own
i’m doing donuts on the dirtbike in a private zone

[chorus]
we gotta be ready for war
i got the draco up in my backpack
oh you some rat-tat-tat can’t chat back
had to get the drugs in the plane with the snapback
i’m making theories on b-tches like matpat
you making queries with b-tches on snapchat
dont got no bad little b-tch need to bag that
i’m still remembering who they would laugh at
b-tch it was me
huh yeah b-tch it was me
now i step in its a hundred degrees
now i step in with a hundred on me
now i step in with a hundred on me
huh yeah four hundred piece (huh, yeah)
huh yeah four hundred piece
now i step in with a hundred on me
now i step in with a hundred on me
[verse 2]
b-tch done broke my trust
man that sh-t f-cked up
don’t care if it was l-st
don’t care if it was love
that president still stands for me
and you don’t give no f-cks
why you acting like i’m bugged out
i guess i care too much
b-tch i’m like polysporin in the cut
i can’t be mad at you just sad for us
’cause who am i to judge
dont care ten toes, i’m holdin’ up
purple sh-t up in my cup
it won’t ever be enough
i won’t ever be enough

- yung keeta

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