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letra de shoot da 3 - yung simmie

[hook]
i’m a different breed
got your b-tch on me
feeling like i’m curry, balling on your team
how you do this sh-t?
they keep asking me
b-tch i came to win, so i shoot the three
all my chains on feel like mr. t
i ain’t got no limits feel like master p
i be sipping muddy this is not no tea
plug hit my phone, come and shout with me
rolling up that sticky, your b-tch stuck to me
even when i’m sleep, money in my dreams
strippers on the floor, ones in my jeans
sipping dirty sprite, n-gga watch me lean
cause i’m a different breed
got your b-tch on me
feeling like i’m curry, balling on your team
how you do this sh-t?
they keep asking me
b-tch i came to win, so i shoot the three

[verse 1: yung simmie]
b-tch i came to win, so i shoot the three
n-ggas playing foul they can’t keep it g
talking to the cops call it referees
you be cheap talking i keep cash on me
thinking i’ma fall wake up out your dream
thirty with the beam make a n-gga lean
it’s a murder scene i ain’t see a thing
he be lebron james he be switching teams
i be doing me, they like “who is he?”
i be sn-tching b-tches keep your jewelry
i with all my n-ggas f-ck security
and my b-tch bad no insecurities
the 30 on me like i wear a jersey
a sharp shooter call me stephen curry
i’m dunking on them like i’m james worthy
i be king simmie you ain’t even worthy
i’m working late i get the money early
had to kick her out she was mad annoying
n-ggas hating but they b-tch going
i pulled off i was in the foreign
my weed loud so you can’t ignore it
these n-ggas sleeping i can hear them snoring
a different breed i smoke different weed i smoke og it ain’t got no seeds

[verse 2: denzel curry]
drippin adrenaline dribble and dip in them benjamins within this syndicate
this is my christening wickedness future no who is the wickedest infinite
need me a crib with a picket fence counterfeit n-ggas don’t change they ain’t making sense never
never could desert hot boy in the desert
got hits like maywheather you soft as my leather
call me young chester cause i get the cheddar
eight balling no better
i’m with the vendetta, i’m shooting barrettas
god of the city just like the favelas
my n-ggas all gangsters just like the goodfellas
h-llen keller n-ggas out of sight out of mind
cloud 9 south side the affili homicide
curry on the beat got a simmie on the side u-l-t, c9, 2-7-5

- yung simmie

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