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Pain 1993 (feat. Playboy Carti)

Drake

Yo, Pi'erre, yo, Pi’erre
Ayy

Ayy
Niggas ain't gotta respect
Niggas just gotta accept
I put that top left
I love my crodie to death (codeine)
Hype Williams, Lil' X
If you don’t say it direct
Could give a fuck, ayy, yeah, yeah

I put some ice on her hand
I let her take an advance
Shit wasn't goin' as planned
I put that shit in the van
She gotta move with her friend
Heard she went back to her man
Give a fuck, ayy
I just put a Wagen in the driveway, you know I did
When I shoot my shot it's the Kawhi way, it's goin' in
Me and lil' Sicko sittin' sideways, breakin’ tens
Used to be an antisocial nigga, now I'm makin' friends
I just got a mansion out in Turks and it’s a beachfront (okay)
If she's bringin' four friends, I know I'll hit at least one (okay, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
Got ’em all tannin' by the pool and they greased up
Police in my city, man, I keep they pockets greased up (okay)
Me and Capo tryna leave our mark and peace the East up
Ain't nobody makin' too much money off the beef stuff (okay)
But I beef a rapper 'cause I'm never with the sweet stuff
Shawty came from Mexico, she know she got the sweet stuff (yeah, yeah, yeah, you know)

Ayy
Niggas ain't gotta respect
Niggas just gotta accept ('cept)
I put that top left (ayy)
I love my crodie to death (codeine)
Hype Williams, Lil' X
If you don't say it direct (yeah)
Could give a fuck, ayy, yeah, yeah

Racks all in my jeans and they Raf Simons (racks in my jeans, okay)
Diamonds all in my teeth, I called up the dentist, yeah (okay)
Got a Goyard bag, I threw them racks in it (my racks, yeah)
Every time I'm home, you know I whip the Bentley (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just threw these pills in my cup, yeah, yeah (just threw these pills, uh)
Shawty just pulled up just to get fucked (shawty just pulled up)
But I only want top, yeah, for sure (only want top)
And I know I'm on top, but I want more (okay)
Remember I used to sleep on the floor (with my, oh, yeah)
Now every day I rock Christian Dior (okay, Dior, yeah)
Now every day I gotta pour me a four (lean, lean, lean, lean)
Now every day I gotta pour me a four (lean, lean, lean, lean, okay)
I spent a hundred K last night in New York (yeah, yeah)
I spent a hundred K the next day, I was bored (okay, okay, yeah)
That Lam' truck got numbers on the board (okay, get it)
Yeah, she keep textin' my phone, I'ma ignore (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Ayy (yeah)
Niggas ain't gotta respect
Niggas just gotta accept
I put that top left
I love my crodie to death (codeine)
Hype Williams, Lil' X
If you don't say it direct
Could give a fuck (okay, ayy, yeah, yeah)

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Compuesta por: Drake / Pi’erre Bourne / Playboi Carti. ¿Los datos están equivocados? Avísanos.

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