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letra de giant - yung mal

[intro]
(wait, that’s ray)
(ayo, shekthisyours)

[chorus]
they go big, then i go giant (mm-hmm)
i ain’t have sh-t, but the boy got rich, told mama, “no more cryin” (on god)
don’t give a f-ck how this sh-t turn out, i know my hood behind me (my hood)
the rap don’t work, then i’m back in the trap, lil’ n-gga, that’s where they found me (yes)
i f-cked the b-tch first night, lil’ n-gga, don’t do no wine and dinin’ (nah)
i send a blitz like defense linemen (on god)
maybach lay back, my feet reclinin’ (yes)
sippin’ on lean, the seat massagin’ (fah)
so many racks, i need a dolly
house full of hoes, sh-t look like fighters (yes)
all of ’em got brain, ain’t go to no college (no)
my dog got rich off white, no miley cyrus

[verse]
young n-gga’s lit, wе shinin’ (yeah)
young n-gga, young n-gga lit, he shinin’, yeah (yеah, shinin’)
young n-gga, keep on grindin’ (yeah), gon’ take off with perfect timin’ (take off)
backend came, all hundreds, i went and spent that sh-t on diamonds (let’s go)
my b-tch so bad and that p-ssy got so much water, i just go divin’ (come here)
he tried this sh-t, didn’t die, that boy must had god on his side (swear)
when sh-t get real for real, i bet my n-ggas won’t switch up sides (gang)
lost so many real n-ggas in this field, some nights i bust out cryin’ (f-ck)
if you ain’t seen no pain before, just look inside my eyes
if you not real, don’t come around me, i told god to show me signs
got shot and bounced right back, lil’ n-gga, i guess it wasn’t my time
free tre and free lil’ mel, that f-ck n-gga d-mn near dropped a dime (they p-ssy)
they k!lled lil’ domo from my door, that sh-t there still be on my mind (the f-ck)
[chorus]
they go big, then i go giant (mm-hmm)
i ain’t have sh-t, but the boy got rich, told mama, “no more cryin” (on god)
don’t give a f-ck how this sh-t turn out, i know my hood behind me (my hood)
the rap don’t work, then i’m back in the trap, lil’ n-gga, that’s where they found me (yes)
i f-cked the b-tch first night, lil’ n-gga, don’t do no wine and dinin’ (nah)
i send a blitz like defense linemen (on god)
maybach lay back, my feet reclinin’ (yes)
sippin’ on lean, the seat massagin’ (fah)
so many racks, i need a dolly
house full of hoes, sh-t look like fighters (yes)
all of ’em got brain, ain’t go to no college (no)
my dog got rich off white, no miley cyrus

- yung mal

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