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letra de maybe i will - yung1reggie

let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, (yo)
riding in the track i hit the gas (b-tch)
b-tch, i’m servin’ fast (yea, fast)
never come in last (yea)
run off with the pack
f-cking up the track (woa)
f-cking up the trap (yea)
countin’ all these racks (yea)
countin’ all these stacks
i can never lack (bla)
riding in a vet (yea, yea)
leave that lil’ b-tch wet (oh my god)
b-tch, i’m getting checks
it’s a humble flex (yea)
she said i’m the best (uh)
ballin’ i feel like i’m rondo (yea, yea)
run up to your condo (huh)
shawty wanna l!ck and i’m like quando (woah)
b-tch i’m in toronto (woah, woah)
let me еnd this sh-t and talk some real sh-t ’bout my life
sеconds ‘fore it i pulled up on your b-tch and f-cked her twice (haha)
i do not f-ck with no (?) b-tch i don’t f-ck with mice (oh my god)
shawty wanna pull up and she wanna spend the night (god d-mn)
left a (?) hoe she wanna f-ck and i just might (oh my god)
maybe i just will (ouh)
she might shed a tear (yea)
swear this sh-t get real
got banana clips lil’ b-tch i ain’t talkin’ no peels (yea)
got yo shawty at my crib you know she got the chills (huh)
push up to your block you know we finna shoot to k!ll (boo, boo)
my glockie hittin’ up lil’ b-tches like a f-cking grill (gla, gla)
pull up and shootin’ sh-t like it’s a f-cking hot (?) (bauh)
i’m in the coupe with shawty, know i love to grab the wheel (yea, yea)
broke up with my old b-tch i think that she be in her feels (no)
feel like im (?) i’m playing in the field (huh)
’cause i’m a star player (yea)
b-tch know i’m a slayer (yea)
shawty sending prayers (woah)
she gon’ eat me up but she know that i ain’t gon’ pay her (gauh)
i’m like see you later alligator, i get paper (oh my god)
b-tch i’m headed to the top feel like a escalator (huh)
my money goin’ up and that feel like an elevator (yea, yea, yea)
i got chromes that’s on my wrist, i got balenci on my b-tch (yea)
i swear that she too ratchet, she callin’ my phone like hit a l!ck (oh no)
don’t hit me ’bout your clothing line
that sh-t be wack i’m rocking rick (woah)
i know he mad as f-ck
he sad as f-ck
cause reggie took his b-tch
let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, (yo)
riding in the track i hit the gas (b-tch)
b-tch, i’m servin’ fast (yea, fast)
never come in last (yea)
run off with the pack
f-cking up the track (woa)
f-cking up the trap (yea)
countin’ all these racks (yea)
countin’ all these stacks
i can never lack (bla)
riding in a vet (yea, yea)
leave that lil’ b-tch wet (oh my god)
b-tch, i’m getting checks
it’s a humble flex (yea)
she said i’m the best (uh)
ballin’ i feel like i’m rondo (yea, yea)
run up to your condo (huh)
shawty wanna l!ck and i’m like quando (woah)
b-tch i’m in toronto (woah, woah)
let me end this sh-t and talk some real sh-t ’bout my life
seconds ‘fore it i pulled up on your b-tch and f-cked her twice (haha)
i do not f-ck with no (?) b-tch i don’t f-ck with mice (oh my god)
shawty wanna pull up and she wanna spend the night (god d-mn)
left a (?) hoe she wanna f-ck and i just might (oh my god)
maybe i just will (ouh)
she might shed a tear (yea)
swear this sh-t get real
got banana clips lil’ b-tch i ain’t talkin’ no peels (yea)
got yo shawty at my crib you know she got the chills (huh)
push up to your block you know we finna shoot to k!ll (boo, boo)
my glockie hittin’ up lil’ b-tches like a f-cking grill (gla, gla)
pull up and shootin’ sh-t like it’s a f-cking hot (?) (bauh)
i’m in the coupe with shawty, know i love to grab the wheel (yea, yea)
broke up with my old b-tch i think that she be in her feels (no)
feel like im (?) i’m playing in the field (huh)
’cause i’m a star player (yea)
b-tch know i’m a slayer (yea)
shawty sending prayers (woah)
she gon’ eat me up but she know that i ain’t gon’ pay her (gauh)
i’m like see you later alligator, i get paper (oh my god)
b-tch i’m headed to the top feel like a escalator (huh)
my money goin’ up and that feel like an elevator (yea, yea, yea)
i got chromes that’s on my wrist, i got balenci on my b-tch (yea)
i swear that she too ratchet, she callin’ my phone like hit a l!ck (oh no)
don’t hit me ’bout your clothing line
that sh-t be wack i’m rocking rick (woah)
i know he mad as f-ck
he sad as f-ck
cause reggie took his b-tch

- yung1reggie

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