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• Artiste: Yeat
• Titre: Mr. Inbetweenit
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We go back for back, we go back for back on Blood in this We go back for back, we go back for back on Blood in this We go back for back, we go back for back on Blood in this We go back for back, we go back for blood on Christmas Call me Mr. In-Between it 'Cause everything I said about that shit, I didn’t mean it I put a fork right in between it I fucked it up before I dreamed it When you said you wouldn't kick it wit' ’em, that you did in fact When you said you wouldn't do the things you did, you did in fact When you do the shit you said you not supposed to, you a rat I don't fuck with none of that shit, you can just have it back I don't fuck with you, you can have it back, huh, yeah I don't fuck with you, you can have it back I don't fuck with you, you can have it back, huh, yeah I don't fuck with you, you can have it back I don't fuck with you, you can have it back, huh, yeah I don’t fuck with you, you can have it back I don’t fuck with you, you can have it back, huh, yeah I don't fuck with you, you can have it back I was ridin’ with the bеst, yeah I was ridin' with the best, yеah Now I do the best, ha, now I feel like the best, yeah Now I feel the best, now I feel like the best, uh Got a X on my chest, uh, got a X on my chest, uh Gotta right all my wrongs, uh, gotta put it in a song Gotta send it to the moon, gotta put it on the moon Gotta take the fuckin' room, loudest in the fuckin' room Brokest in the fuckin’ room, fuck what you assume, yeah Call up the fuckin' label, uh, tell 'em, "Boardin' on a jet," yeah Tell 'em, "I don't break a sweat," uh I just pulled up in Tokyo and did a album in a week for the best, uh I can put the fifty up, uh, I can pick the fifty up, yeah Can you pull the fifty down? Uh, I could put four hunnid I could drop five hunnid, I could drop six hunnid I could put all in it, huh, I can fuck it all up I can fuck your brain up, uh, I could fuck your whole shit (Yeah) I could kill your whole shit (Uh) We go back for back, we go back for back on Blood in this We go back for back, we go back for back on Blood in this We go back for back, we go back for back on Blood in this We go back for back, we go back for blood on Christmas Call me Mr. In-Between it 'Cause everything I said about that shit, I didn't mean it