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Use A− / A+ para ajustar a leituraAll Alone
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)Yeah, yeah, yeah (woah, huh)Yeah, yeah, yeah (lil uzi, lil uzi, brr)YeahI know that you're all alone (I know that you're all alone)That's why you tryna call my phone(that's why you tryna call my phone, yeah)I know that your feelings gone(I know that your feelings gone)I'm a dog, you gon' feel this boneGot my racks upGet her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)Rackies, my good looks, like fuck, I'm handsome (woah)My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)I don't even have no fucking plans, sonGot my racks upGet her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)Rackies, my good looks, like fuck, I'm handsome (woah)My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)I don't even have no fucking plans, sonI don't even know how I made it (yeah, yeah)I was nervous, but I had patience (yeah)I ain't gon' lie, I'm the greatest (yeah)I don't even know how I made it (what?)Fuckin' hoes like, bye-bye, baby (yeah)Fuck me, you get MercedesFuck me, you get MercedesI like my girls from the hood(I like my girls from the hood)I know I'm not nothin' good (I know I'm not nothin' good)I know I'm misunderstood (yeah, fuck 'em)I know that you're all aloneI know that you're all alone (I know that you're all alone)That's why you tryna call my phone(that's why you tryna call my phone, yeah)I know that your feelings gone(I know that your feelings gone)I'm a dog, you gon' feel this boneGot my racks upGet her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)Rackies, my good looks, like fuck, I'm handsome (woah)My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)I don't even have no fucking plans, sonGot my racks upGet her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)Rackies, my good looks, like fuck, I'm handsome (woah)My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)I don't even have no fucking plans, sonAnd my circle tight just like some cheerios (yeah)Fruity pebble diamonds hittin' like a bowl of cereal (ayy)Yeah, she ride me like a bike, she had me on dave mirra modeLegends never dieI got on white so there's no burial (yeah)And my circle tight just like some cheeriosFruity pebble diamonds hittin' like a bowl of cereal (what?)Yeah, she ride me like a bike, she had me on dave mirra modeLegends never dieI got on white so there's no burial (lil uzi)Back up, shawty gave me brain (what?)she got her master's (yeah)Pull up with ten whips (whips) like what's a mazda? (yeah)My man's in a ghost, I call him casper (woah)I can't trust a ho, no, I can't track her (none)I know that you're all alone (I know that you're all alone)That's why you tryna call my phone(that's why you tryna call my phone, yeah)I know that your feelings gone(I know that your feelings gone)I'm a dog, you gon' feel this boneGot my racks upGet her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)Rackies, my good looks, like fuck, I'm handsome (woah)My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)I don't even have no fucking plans, sonGot my racks upGet her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)Rackies, my good looks, like fuck, I'm handsome (woah)My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)I don't even have no fucking plans, son
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