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• Artiste: Lary Over
• Titre: 21
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Bitches I cut off, they still mine Locked out of IG and I’m still alive How you come with the fire and get fried? Homie beg for a truce and he still died Let that bitch off, better lay low (Lay low) This not a game, what you play for? (Play for) He got in the way, got a halo (Halo) He turned twenty-one, get a draco (Boom, paow, paow) He turned twenty-one, get the LV (Gang, gang) Gotta hop out the Porsche, you gon' step in (Gang, gang) Lil' nigga got colder, ain't flexin' (Gang, gang) He been holdin' that bitch with his left hand (Gang, gang) Let that bitch off, better lay low (Lay low) This not a game, what you play for? (Wah) He got in the way, got a halo (El Guasón, bebé) He turned twenty-one, get a draco (Gang, gang) El draco lo' pone a bailar como TikTok (Jajajaja) Se cagan cuando escuchan el click-clack (Wuh) Me meto las Perco como Tic Tac Y te matamo' como mato la pista, eh (Prr, prr) Tito Puente con lo' palo' Jefe de jefe', Pablo y Gonzalo (Uh) Trabajo que suba, él nunca me sale (Jajaja) Quien me conspire se caga en la Hollow, ¡rrr! Dior, Dior (Wuh), la .40 en el mahón Fredo y Lary metiendo presión Y el que pillemo', ¡rra! (Jaja) Mandando el azúcar como Celia Cruz (Cruz) Mandamo' nosotro', baja la actitud (Jajaja) O si no te paseamo' en el baúl (Wuh, wuh, wuh, wuh) Y te apagamo' la lu' (Pu, pu) Bitches I cut off, they still mine Locked out of IG and I’m still alive How you come with the fire and get fried? Homie beg for a truce and he still died Let that bitch off, better lay low (Lay low) This not a game, what you play for? (Play for) He got in the way, got a halo (Halo) He turned twenty-one, get a draco (Boom, paow, paow) He turned twenty-one, get the LV (Gang, gang) Gotta hop out the Porsche, you gon' step in (Gang, gang) Lil' nigga got colder, ain't flexin' (Gang, gang) He been holdin' that bitch with his left hand (Gang, gang) Let that bitch off, better lay low (Lay low) This not a game, what you play for? (Paow) He got in the way, got a halo (Boom, boom) He turned twenty-one, get a draco (Gang, gang) When I turned sixteen I was spinnin' (Gang) I was out here spinnin' with a perm' Bang on my name, 'cause I earned Nigga got cold on my burner (Yeah) Got the drop on a nigga, tryna learn 'em (Yeah) 'Fore the dirty, get my hands dirty Bitches ain't no prop, I know how to work I ain't squashin' shit, I'm lay that work Got the Glock in the bag, on my own like a purse, yeah Droppin’ the baggage and became a thing I was out spinnin’ and skatin’ rain Rap good but a nigga got murder ? Jesus piece with a Satan chain Turned sixteen, got a .9 Turned eighteen, got a case (Case) Twenty-one I was locked in a cell (Cell) On parole, still ride with the drac' (Drac') Bitches I cut off, they still mine Locked out of IG and I’m still alive How you come with the fire and get fried? Homie beg for a truce and he still died Let that bitch off, better lay low (Lay low) This not a game, what you play for? (Play for) He got in the way, got a halo (Boom-boom, boom-boom) He turned twenty-one, get a draco (Boom, paow, paow) He turned twenty-one, get the LV (Gang, gang) Gotta hop out the Porsche, you gon' step in (Gang, gang) Lil' nigga got colder, ain't flexin' (Gang, gang) He been holdin' that bitch with his left hand (Gang, gang) Let that bitch off, better lay low (Lay low) This not a game, what you play for? (Paow) He got in the way, got a halo (Boom, boom) He turned twenty-one, get a draco (Wuh) El Guasón, bebé (Boo, boo) Dímelo, Fredo Fredo Bang Frank Miami, jaja Wuh Frank Miami, yeh Carbon Fiber Music Jajajaja (Boo, boo)