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cldsummer - ​lastminute كلمات الأغنية

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[chorus: cld]
you going down, and i’m up
stacking guap, got a ton
none of this sh_t is a race
but if it was, then i won
and they tryna catch up
but they can’t catch us
tryna be like me so bad
get off your ass and make some bucks
they can’t do it like i do
two bands on my shoes
find out where he stay
then we put him on the news
feel like paris on his story
way i’m stacking up these blues
and you can see it on my face
i’ve never been the type to lose
[verse 1: akkiro]
b_tch we up, and you know that we gon talk about it
’cause he goin down, and that p_ssy boy is not about it
b_tch we in the back, yeah i’m smoking pressure
i’m with c_l_d, and you know we do it better
we gon make that p_ssy run, where you goin to?
b_tch you know that we catch up, so what you gonna do?
i’m the bad guy, b_tch you know we goin on a hunt
yellow tape around his body so you know that we next up

[verse 2: deepinparis & cld]
and you get no plays, why you talkin down?
i don’t wanna hear another word come out your mouth
so why and stop it now?
it’s always what’s and hows
if that p_ssy wanna talk then we gon shut him out
and this sh_t is way too hard, i can’t withstand it
me and your b_tch made a movie, i’m not talkin lethal weapon
left his body on the floor, i’m doin damage
stick on me, send that boy to god, send him to heaven

[verse 3: crusey]
red dot up on his face and watch him cry
put a bullet in his chest and watch him die
i don’t know anymore, b_tch i’m givin up
b_tch you outta luck, body in the f_ckin truck
i’m a reject
get no respect
you done f_cked up
i don’t need it
[verse 4: c4pri & 1crusafix]
i don’t give a f_ck bout that b_tch
hear that p_ssy talk, leave him in a motherf_ckin ditch
i’m with cld, you know that we countin up, gettin rich
i don’t trust no one, cause i know that they gon switch up (stop, stop)
yeah, f_ck crusafix, aye (what?)
i don’t really like her, she a stupid b_tch (f_ck you)
that boy talkin down, leave him with some stitches
that boy is not with us, he gon get deleted

[chorus: cld]
you going down, and i’m up
stacking guap, got a ton
none of this sh_t is a race
but if it was, then i won
and they tryna catch up
but they can’t catch us
tryna be like me so bad
get off your ass and make some bucks
they can’t do it like i do
two bands on my shoes
find out where he stay
then we put him on the news
feel like paris on his story
way i’m stacking up these blues
and you can see it on my face
i’ve never been the type to lose

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