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pyro - charlie wayy lyrics

yonathan !

they pray to saints and ask for blessings
i call my saint, he mixed it. send me all his blessings
give me your attention, just hold your suggestions
can’t look for answers from n****s who live in question
living la vida loca or they living single
i could give a f**k, i’m focused on the pringles
ugh
making major moves, they busy playing bo jangles
i drop, my s**t hot, they busy chasing singles
bout my cheddar cheese, ain’t talking no craft singles
ain’t my n***a, n***a please. i ain’t bout to bring you
if you ain’t ksantos, i can not ring you
b*tches play me close, hoping that they could catch a dose
they wanna roll, heard we bubbling like too soap
the game to be told but it should be sold
heard they simpin, had to put a price up on my stroll
plenty chatter when you bump into a n***a cold
was raised to be a gangsta, you raised to troll
question my physique not my pockets, they deebo swole
s**t your lady middle sweet, i’m talking cinna rolls
boy your whole image soft, i’m talking dinner rolls
how my life gon be cr*p, sh*t look how i roll
it ain’t a joke if rick roll, then i’m rolling stone
rich on every record, wayy produced by a rolling stone
i can’t kid with n****s, boy look how i’ve grown
this shumpert in the garden
n***a hold my phone

- charlie wayy lyrics

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