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letra de test my luck (feat.g-swank & don $ouza - yvng kunda puprle

(intro)
trey on this
(chorus: yvng kunda purple)
f-ck
ofc im gon text my luck
i done a lotta sh-t
but i swear to god i can’t get stuck
n-ggas are counterfeit they gonna do anything to get that dub
hoodie on when i do that sh-t i ain’t no
way i’m giving it up
(bridge)
less stress more vibes
that’s really what a n-gga need
n-ggas think im really chill
but i’m really off the weed

(verse 1)

if it’s in my hand
you know that it’s gas
you don’t even have to
ask
really good with the chemistry
but i always used to ditch class
n-ggas don’t know how to move forward
always wanna talk about the past
that’s they never stand the test time
none of them boys really last
distanced myself from those f-ck n-ggas
now they calling me an outcast
but i don’t care what they say or do
as long as it don’t mess up my plans
i can never let anything come in between me
and my bands
full sends on this sh-t young purple don’t know how to relax
don’t know how to relax full sends on this sh-t
full sends on this young purple don’t how to relax
(verse 2: g-sw-nk)
g-sw-nk or gomez anyway
you wanna cut it
n-gga
i’m monstrous
i know that they treat me
anonymous
they ain’t really enough they can’t hang with us
i got concreteness
we autonomous
to the music am staying
monogamous
why these n-ggas to focused dominance
what happened to raising the caliber
n-ggas too weak need a challenger
hop on these beats i got stamina
claiming he rapping he amateur
plenty rappers in my canister
overflowing need a janitor
n-ggas too weak need a challenger
n-ggas too they can’t challenge us nah
(chorus: yvng kunda purple)
f-ck
of course im gon text my luck
i done a lotta sh-t
but i swear to god i can’t get stuck
n-ggas are counterfeit they gonna do anything to get that dub
hoodie on when i do that sh-t i ain’t no
way i’m giving it up
(bridge)
less stress more vibes
that’s really what a n-gga need
n-ggas think im really chill
but i’m really off the weed

(verse 3: don $ouza)
back in your city
i ain’t here for just a night
back on my sh-t
i’m with my rider for the night
she hit a l!ck
ducking opps
tryna take my life
gotta talk my sh-t
i smoke a vip
big smoke get you sick
now i’m dancing like diamonds
on chains
shawty she gon pop it for the fame
i be in the 6 speed switching lanes
one neck two chains
who to blame
outro
trey on this

- yvng kunda puprle

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