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letra de what you need - yungaschuck

(verse 1)
[yungaschuck]

i’m running through the woods with twelve riding on my -ss
got caught oh sh-t throw the evidence right in the trash
get home no weed so i guess i’m popin a tab
get me mad leave you on open and never snap back
like google search me and always find me on the map
always find me with a bag cause i’ll i do is trap
man i’m spit in all these bars but i don’t even rap
(ah)
ya run tracks but i don’t run laps ah
if i a f-ck a b-tch i f-cked her from the back ah
if i’m eating p-ssy i’m gonna eat it as a snack ah
(ah)
all these hoes got me like, what the f-ck is going on
i just wanna chill, drink, smoke weed n hit the bong
always down ten toes , for my dad and mom
p-ssing people left and right but i don’t run
call me a b-tch but i think i’m looking at one

(chorus)
[yungaschuck]

i’m like what you mean
i got what you need
ya i’m talking, lean, liquor
and that f-cking weed ya
all these hoes on me ya (2)
all these hoes on me
all these hoes on me

(verse 2)
[yungaschuck]

i run this sh-t up like a lay up ah
hate on me now before i’m way up ah
want a feature you better pay up ah
smoke once in a day and stay up ah
f-ck you b-tch cause you a hater ah
i do what i want cause i’m the mayor ah
this p-ssy a dragon cause i’m a slayor ah
she taste so good eat it now and later ah
(oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh)
when it comes ta liquor i can hang like there’s no curfew
if a b-tch acting like a stripper than i’m gonna curve you
always stay true to my boo nothing less than a virtue
ya my neck froze like my toes in the winter
checks blowen like the wind blows litter
switch flows like i switch my hoes
tinder
sweet she knows your just toast your
biter
i’m rippen and spit this sh-t ridiculous
cause you a sh-ter

(ending)
[yungaschuck]

i never fold i’m so cold
your t–th chatter
ya ur girl might be bad but my girl is badder
(but my girl is badder)

my heart is gold, it never shows
there’s still glamour
pop a pill than one more to make me sadder
(one more to make me sadder)

i never fold i’m so cold
your t–th chatter
ya ur girl might be bad but my girl is badder
my heart is gold, it never shows
there’s still glamour
pop a pill than one more to make me sadder
one more to make me sadder
one more to make me sadder
one more to make me saddddeerr

- yungaschuck

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