Corrección Letra Sensei par Babytron

Featuring(s) : Bandgang Javar

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Letra

Call me Luka Troncic
You could be called Charmin and you still wouldn't be on shit
Ay

Pour the six in my-
Pour the six in my-
I pour the six in my-
ShittyBoyz!

Pour the six in my Calypso
Life changed when I learned about that crypto
Semi with the sight, boy don't get quickscoped
Sauce god, come with a band you can get coached
A hundred times ten, boy I was made to rap
Indiana Jones every mission I'ma make it back
Road runner, dukes asked where my patience at
Feel like Rocket Power, me and gang skate and [?]
This AR? Huh, that's [?]
f*ck the forecast, hit the strip and let it rain
This bitch a geek, she just gave my ass impressive brain
Jumped off the porch but went back cause FedEx came
She said "Tron, you look like Ricky Rubio!"
Watch your mouth bitch, you know it's Giffy Rubio
Fraud fiend, brought the reader to the studio
Cards work magic like the Visa came from Yu-Gi-Oh!

In my bag, f*ck everybody else wave
Dolo, swear to God that I'm self made
Treat stores like a dojo, I'm a sensei
Ball every day for all the times that I felt pain
Every time I felt pain had to suck it up
Every time I felt pain had to run it up
Every time I set plays it's a hundred plus
Wanna be the star player but you ain't clutch enough

Rookie of the year, you can call me Luka Troncic
You could be Charmin and you still wouldn't be on shit
Bitch heard Gamebreaker once, now she on dick
Rocket in this Glock, bust your ass if I lost this
But that heat turned me to the Human Torch when I walked through it
It ain't no love in my heart I done lost Cupid
Could have been in special ed cause I talk stupid
Might scam now but I could have been a law student
Me broke? You must be smacked off some laced crud
I shot the 40 two times but I ain't done
They tryna camouflage the hate with some fake love
If it ain't broke don't fix it, it's the same jugg
Stop dick suckin, go and make some f*ckin cheese
I don't need a job, that's why I f*ck with Steve
Leading scorer now, that's why she f*ckin me
Whole team got power son, like the Justice League

[Verse 3 (feat. Bandgang Javar)]
Pay attention, this how you make your ex bitter
Like who's [?] I've been grinding all winter
Fake ID's like I'm too young to buy liquor
Bringing chicken back like I'm about to cook dinner
Welcome to jugg class, these 101's are not the shit you put in notepads
It ain't like them old days at the self scan
I don't even swipe, I'ma make em punch the numbers in
Oh at the counter, here go another one
Stuck it in three times, [?]
She went to get the manager, he wanna see somethin'
I ran out soon as I saw his fat ass comin'
The feds on us, I've been going through it
They want me to confess, I'ma make em' prove it
Lord said they on my page, don't post nothin' stupid
But you gotta up dog shit so they believe your music

But you ain't clutch enough
Wanna be the star player, you ain't clutch enough
Felt pain, had to run it up
Every time I felt pain had to run it up

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