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Ayy, I could touch the stars, I'm on Mars Bitch, you hear my car, it say "Rawr" (Skrr) These niggas playin' games like blackjack Told lil' boy he got rack, racks Bloodhounds in the Hellcat Ridin' round, where the hell he at? Keep a F&N side by side, but I weren't 'posed to tell you that Gon' let them bullets fly just like a pelican Somebody pray for me 'cause it ain't even funny We some young street niggas with a lot of money Yeah, already said it, already said it Already said it, already said it I got them demons on me, they heavy Grow me some wings, I'm flyin' to Heaven Already said it, ayy Balmain, no embellish, huh Last night, hit my best friend Nigga dug all in her belly, huh, yeah Already said it, yeah Free Melly, nigga All these percocets on me Niggas thinkin' I sell that shit (Huh) Niggas thinkin' I sell this shit Baby mama my gutta bitch Ridin' 'round with a hunnit sticks Letras de canciones30 shots in my dirty dick .30 clip and that's on my hip Niggas talkin' like they legit Blend a nigga, I get him spent Cut him down bad, now he dip Laid him out just like the chips Who the fuck y'all think we is? Send him out straight off the flip Free Trap, he bangin' Crip It's up in stars, fight in the club I let it erupt, buh-buh-bu-buh I'm so hush, ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' Fuck a nigga old lady, make you my son Ayy, I could touch the stars, I'm on Mars Bitch, you hear my car, it say "Rawr" (Skrr) These niggas playin' games like blackjack Told lil' boy he got rack, racks Bloodhounds in the Hellcat Ridin' round, where the hell he at? Keep a F&N side by side, but I weren't 'posed to tell you that Gon' let them bullets fly just like a pelican Somebody pray for me 'cause it ain't even funny We some young street niggas with a lot of money Shoutout Savani, I can see your fuckin' baby From Letras Mania