Corrección Letra GTFO MY FACE par Yung Reece

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Letra

Oooh meu amor, faria tudo contigo
To sentindo perdido nos somos tão parecidos
Ficou tão diferente nois tamo tao dividido
Oooh I know, but I know you can feel it
I’ve been pushing my limits, I just can’t f**k with these b*t*hes
Keep a dub and a swisher in case their ego been lifted, like

Get the f**k up outta my face (f**k up out of my face)
With that bullsh*t cause my music is worth 100 all day (Worth 100 all day)
Not the dollars, is you stupid? I’m talking bout them gold plaques and sh*t (Them gold plaques!)
Ain’t no basic sh*t, I been known for that flaming sh*t okay
I been known for that fire sh*t (I been known for that)
Listen to it get higher sh*t (I been known for that too)
Get these boy so inspired with the way that I’m blasting off (BOW!)
Like a bomb get ready to set it off
Every drop make them run like a marathon
Built different you don’t want get physical
Told that b*t*h to let me know if she want get it on sh*t
Too close, had to tell that b*t*h to lemme lone b*t*h
I just really wanna f**k if I’m being honest (I just really wanna f**k)
Looking at 100k peeking in the closet (Looking at 100k!)
She’s like damn boy you really got some f**king options
Like you ain’t even know bout it
f**k you, you a problem imma go around it
Big chain, ice, with no gold round it
Get fame I hope that my soul found it (Get that fame!)

Write psalms when I write songs in this b*t*h (Write psalms when I write songs)
Mic on, it’s like lights all on this kid
And I’ve been shining, know imma make it up out of the bottom of the pit (Know imma make it up out of the bottom of the pit. Huh, what? Like)
I’m better you know that you aren’t the sh*t

‘07 the way I got bonds in this b*t*h
Fire joint with me I’m Raw with the sh*ts
Slime all with me whole mob in this b*t*h, but we feel lil different now
Wake up, get bread, make millis now
And I love how it feeling now
Straight facts, ain’t seen an L in a minute now
Ain’t heard of young Reece you’ll hear it now, uh
One pound smoke, 2 hoes on the way too
Three nights long, I been tripping off em things too
f**k what you say, I ain’t in this for the bank dude
Could but I ain’t, I was born to it, see

Since I was a little one
Writing lyrics in the cafeteria for fun
Knew I’m finna send a bomb
Got the whole rap scene spinning in my palm
They quick to get into your flaws
But I see ya bullsh*t, feel the rinnegan!
Feel a little different, million kilowatts drilling
Hop villain, lyrics aint nuance
Im much better
Hope none of the bros stuck in a favela
Gon drip when I flow you needa umbrella
Yung reece, the hit maker, fund getter
I was never the type to write em a love letter...
I f**k then I forget her
Investor, beat maker, sung better
And you better than reece?
I been out in the streets- ight hold on

Oooh I know, but I know you can feel it
I’ve been pushing my limits, I just can’t f**k with these b*t*hes
Keep a dub and a swisher in case their ego been lifted, like
O-o-o-o-oh, o-o-oh, I- I- know, know
Know you can feel it, I’ve been-
I just can’t f**k with these b*t*hes
Keep a dub and a swisher in case they ego been lifted, like

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