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Letra : Potential

Yeah, Vaughn
Ay, I swear to God my ex with me, my type
I just be doin' sh*t
I tell her, "No more of the talkin' stage, let me know what my name is too, b*t*h, hah

Lil' b*t*h got potential, [?]
If you don't f**k with me, why do your mental? (Ayy)
I headed to cla** like I sharpen my pencil
Celine on the back 'cause this sh*t is essential
Rollie, this sh*t presidential (Skrr)
East-side boy, has to see my credentials
You ain't from Heaven, lil' baby, who sent you?
Now that I'm that I'm poppin', she see my potential (Yeah)

I be with [?], I ain't really friеndly
Cards on me, I'ma scam you
That's why I'ma slide with the [?]
Hit it likе a yankee, hard to even [?] your [?] (Ayy)
I know money talk, but you don't, I don't expect for you to understand me
Don't trust nobody, but [?] in my family
F**k with my fans 'cause they think that I'm frenzy
Sleep too long, it'd be stuck in your dreams
Cuban, I bought Alexander McQueen (Queen)
Mix the Supreme, the Dior, and Celine
You may know him, but lil' baby, I'm he (I'm he)
Try me and [?]
I count my hunnids in money machines
After I f**k, she get played like a string (Ha)
Lil' b*t*h got potential, [?]
If you don't f**k with me, why do your mental? (Yeah)
I headed to cla** like I sharpen my pencil
Celine on the back 'cause this sh*t is essential (Ayy, skrr)
Rollie, this sh*t presidential
East-side boy, has to see my credentials
You ain't from Heaven, lil' baby, who sent you? (Yeah)

Bad b*t*hes next to me now (Now), I got the recipe now (Fah)
They see what I'm cooking', they say I'm good lookin', but can't get a touch from me now (Ha)
[?], Patek, Patek, I might go Celine in the b*t*h (Celine)
I put on my [?] and teachin' my lil' bros leadership (Hey)
I never leave the block (Block), can't get a shot, woo (Woo)
It be too hot, fool (Fool), I had a plot, move (Yeah)
No, I cannot lose (Lose), look at my watch, ooh (Ha)
Ran like a monsoon, if she think she hot, cool (Skrr)

Lil' b*t*h got potential, [?]
If you don't f**k with me, why do your mental? (Yeah)
I headed to cla** like I sharpen my pencil (Woo)
Celine on the back 'cause this sh*t is essential (Ayy)
Rollie, this sh*t presidential (Ayy)
East-side boy, has to see my credentials (Ayy)
You ain't from Heaven, lil' baby, who sent you? (Yeah)
Now that I'm poppin', she see my potential (Potential-potential)
I'm poppin', she see my potential, haha
She can't get no attention from me, I swear to God
I don't know how to flirt
Just hit me up if you tryna argue though
Haha, Vaughn
Yeah, yeah