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letra de ez! - yung milk

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{verse 1}

yeah, i’m finna go hard, go hard
cruising like a slow car
go par cause you’ll always find me in a club
i ain’t sober
hit it from the back she like “no more”
joker, smile on my face not enough

tucked in like a 40 shorty doming i ain’t knowing
where i’m flowing and i’m going but i am
b-tch just keep blowing never slowing
she be hoeing keep it frozen
cause the ice up on my wrist is h-lla grands

yeah, i just act so dumb
b-tch have my fun
i just snap on a beat you
react like drums
du du du du dum
someone, one, one
wanna sn-tch my bread get
cru cru crumbs

fee fo fi fum
want a giant i’m one
see you can’t run from me
rest in peace
i’m boutta sneeze
i’m sick as f-ck
the kid is a beast

need melatonin cause i’m boutta sleep
sipping some potions and high off the weed
i’m never buying a pack in the g’s
i only buy o’s cause i buy for the week

i ain’t ever letting the pedal i got the gas
put it to the metal don’t settle you never last
sipping all this redbull i put it up in my flask
hot just like a kettle i’m steaming and blowing past

like woah
you can’t catch me no
woah, gotta catch my breath

hold up wait a minute better watch your step
caution tape all around my neck
murder this beat tell me what’s next
this sh-t you can’t stop
i could do this right off that top
and i got your b-tch she giving that slop

{chorus}

this sh-t is easy huh
i got no talent but somehow i manage
to get you all screaming huh
and i’m never leaving
you best be believing huh
that i’ll see the charts
man this be the start
and i ain’t repeating huh

{verse 2}

okay like get back bro
i wet that hoe
i cross you out like i’m tic tac toe
in my sights b-tch, i’m gi joe
i been the one like i am neo like
yeah, i’m having fun
this is my jogging
i’ll show you a run
show you a run like

blow your speakers
hit em with a reverb
bleachers nah man i been up on the field
think i’m fast finna hit you with the wheels
all full speed and you gonna hear em squeal

looking at me thinking that i’m finished
i ain’t tripping but i’m
pippin while i’m ripping cause i’m always on point
yeah, i got paper lit like joints
oh you a hater, get destroyed

f-ck if you neigh say
ripping like a beyblade
tay k ad libs hit em w a ay ay
ak spray spray
do it everyday day
think this lit well you better just wait wait

{chorus}

this sh-t is easy huh
i got no talent but somehow i manage
to get you all screaming huh
and i’m never leaving
you best be believing huh
that i’ll see the charts
man this be the start
and i ain’t repeating huh

- yung milk

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