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letra de mr.don - yvngone

[chorus]
i can’t trust none of these n-ggas so i stand alone
talk like a musical artist don’t got to right a poem
you got my money in your hand so i’m taking arms
and i can make it on my own i don’t need a charm
hanging with real n-ggas, something you should pick up on
and she gone crash about me n-ggas, she like f-ck a bond
i got a sweet soul, giving out these cheaty codes, giving out these blues like a young n-gga mr.don

[verse 1]
she don’t feel safe without me n-gga, had to call up on me
almost had to crash out i had to call the brodie
trying to get me tapped in n-gga f-ck a noti
everytime i’m in my head, make another slowly
just bye lying in my bed she another trophy
trying to think about who’s better but i’m the one and only
don’t let them punk you out yo sh-t, that what my brother told
so go ahead and think i m p-ssy n-gga push up on me

f-ck a hunnid views b-tch i want a top ten
how i’m running to that bag b-tch i’m locked in
even if i ain’t with it lil b-tch i’m boxing
hit a n-gga with that ,shhhh, and leave him nauseous
ain’t even famous but they talk like i’m a topic
seen my lil brother shoes and had to lock in
[chorus]
i can’t trust none of these n-ggas so i stand alone
talk like a musical artist don’t got to right a poem
you got my money in your hand so i’m taking arms
and i can make it on my own i don’t need a charm
hanging with real n-ggas, something you should pick up on
and she gone crash about me n-ggas, she like f-ck a bond
i got a sweet soul ,giving out these cheaty codes, giving out these blues like a young n-gga mr.don

[verse 2]
and i told a n-gga , if she look she took
handy with this cap b-tch im the big bad wolf
had to get a n-gga played and i did it by the books
n-ggas know i can’t be tamed walk down leave him shoock
talking big boy sh-t , had to give that boy a nook
driving in and i’m booming on yea head like i’m brook
you the type to give head while i’m popping out a bush
taking big sh-t, told a b-tch n-gga, need to flush

yea, and i’m finna drop this sh-t like who ready?
how i been rapping on these beats i can’t fall off i’m too steady
i want my cheese like fratelli
and a bad b-tch just like betty
im calling phones to get him gone up out this b-tch im too petty
i slit a throat like machete
i’m in this b-tch like a teddy
and what it cost to be a man boy that sh-t is so heavy
im in my bag like its heavy
trying to bring up my whole family
she say my voice is too smooth on the beat i’m two deadly
[verse 3]
ha,she know i walked up smooth lets rewind it baby
grabbing on it cuz i know that she don’t mind it baby
couple hunnid on my song, said i’m going crazy
seen you looking at them shoes just remind me later
said im stiff on these n-ggas trying to make em pay me
trying to blow up with this music how i’m doing lately
h-ll naw ion want yo b-tch, but i can make her chase me
clearly paper chasing, darkskin but i ain’t f-cking haitian

- yvngone

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