letra de laundry - yung mal & lil quill
[chorus: yung mal & lil quill]
so many racks up on me
’cause that’s what it ought to be
i got a white b-tch in my penthouse, n-gga she do my laundry
these percocets i’m on it
i just poured up promethazine
my neck got thirty pointers
i’m just workin’ my corners, uh
look at the dash, this sh-t got two hundred on it
i’m swervin’ when i hit the express
louie v look just like chess, vvs all on my neck
i just wanna bust down a plain jane with the baguettes
heard you flyin’ public but we in the jet
came up in the trap where the k!llers be at
for twenty-five hundred they wipin’ your neck
get the f-ck outta here, no you not with the set
[verse 1: yung mal]
you not with the set, you not with the gang
had to run up a check, now they speak on my name
keep it real ’til i die, this sh-t run through my veins
promethazine, percocet for the pain
got your b-tch at the spot, i drug d-ck in your main
rock a show in new york then i catch me a plane
i’m in love with vs, put that sh-t on my chain
first n-gga put the boogers on the plain
i got racks up on me, ’cause that’s what it ought to be
i go to trial, i beat the case, n-gga my lawyer talk for me
i’m up like every morning, i’m tryna count a hundred g’s
foreign b-tch at my penthouse, she do my laundry
[chorus: yung mal & lil quill]
so many racks up on me
’cause that’s what it ought to be
i got a white b-tch in my penthouse, n-gga she do my laundry
these percocets i’m on it
i just poured up promethazine
my neck got thirty pointers
i’m just workin’ my corners, uh
look at the dash, this sh-t got two hundred on it
i’m swervin’ when i hit the express
louie v look just like chess, vvs all on my neck
i just wanna bust down a plain jane with the baguettes
heard you flyin’ public but we in the jet
came up in the trap where the k!llers be at
for twenty-five hundred they wipin’ your neck
get the f-ck outta here, no you not with the set
[verse 2: lil quill]
heard you flyin’ public but we in the motherf-ckin’ lear
strapped with that stick, it gon’ tear down a motherf-cker’s ear
my n-gga go to trial, no switchin’ these motherf-ckin’ gears
i don’t need no pen and pad, i’m straight out the ears
[?] geeked up they be thinkin’ he sippin’ on beers
lil marco record it but i’m finna go give [?]
don’t know where your ho at but she finna come over here
toast up to success, hah, cheers
all these racks i got
i’m finna go to the lot and i’m finna buy that b-tch out
look at all this gas i got
finna roll up a three-five and i’m finna go up on live
ain’t no cappin’, b-tch we cashin’ out
and me and brothers gon’ ride, no we ain’t gon’ never collide
i just pulled up at the f-ckin’ lot
and no i can’t even decide, i’m just finna pull off and drive
[chorus: yung mal & lil quill]
so many racks up on me
’cause that’s what it ought to be
i got a white b-tch in my penthouse, n-gga she do my laundry
these percocets i’m on it
i just poured up promethazine
my neck got thirty pointers
i’m just workin’ my corners, uh
look at the dash, this sh-t got two hundred on it
i’m swervin’ when i hit the express
louie v look just like chess, vvs all on my neck
i just wanna bust down a plain jane with the baguettes
heard you flyin’ public but we in the jet
came up in the trap where the k!llers be at
for twenty-five hundred they wipin’ your neck
get the f-ck outta here, no you not with the set
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