MR RECOUP

Letra de MR RECOUP

MR RECOUP [Intro: Drake] Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah [Verse 1: Drake] Just bought a pair of new gym fuckin' socks Chubb's Tyler Perry, he make plays for the block Wasn't even 'bout to rap on this, but it knocks Where you tryna go? 'Cause it's smoke at the top Spade at the party, throw them bitches in the truck We was just on Yonge Street, they was eatin' it up My life ain't a movie, bitch, it's just us They can't find the shooter, bitch, 'cause it's us [Chorus: 21 Savage & Drake] Us, us, it was us Niggas shot my brother, now I don't know who to trust My opps be so broke that we've been shootin' at the bus Bro say, "Play it patient," nah, dog, I'm in a rush, I'm tryna buck [Verse 2: 21 Savage] Ayy, I'm tryna shoot, he tryna clutch, ayy I'm tryna add him to the list like a deluxe, ayy I'm tryna watch the windshield fall from off his truck, ayy I'm tryna smack his twin, show him it wasn't luck, pu*** [Verse 3: Drake] Damn, Alex Moss, that's a really big chain Really, it's no wonder why my neck is in pain Damn, Iceman, your initials just changed Mr. Recoup, that's my other nickname Spade at the party, long wheel, bass range Chances are I'll probably never see these hoes again No Face B, that's my motherfuckin' hitter Drake is your daddy and he couldn't find a sitter [Verse 4: 21 Savage] Every single year, what I'm grossin', it get bigger If I really pop it, I'll have some niggas triggered (My bad) I ain't no real rapper, I'm a fuckin' gravedigger (Pussy) He don't like me 'cause my niggas killed one of his niggas (Bitch) Pitch-black paint, but the seats, they vanilla (Go) I converse with CEOs, you talk on the pillow (Go) Watch me do the trainin' then smack your main hitter (21) I got fifty-somethin' old screws like my name spitter (21) All these niggas cap, they exaggeratin' hats (Pussy) Go against the mob, you'll be layin' on your back (Frrt) I don't speculate, if I speak, then it's the facts (Facts) We the type of niggas, cut the tails off the rats (Bitch) [Chorus: 21 Savage & Drake] Us, us, it was us Niggas shot my brother, now I don't know who to trust My opps be so broke that we've been shootin' at the bus Bro say, "Play it patient," nah, dog, I'm in a rush, I'm tryna buck

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