UNA ARIA by Yung Dutch, Dutcho! Lyrics
Hook:
That bitch playing card games wit my future like a tarot ate
I’m racing to the cash
Pedal to the streets
GTA speed
Fuck a brake
I need all my jewelry white n good ice cube wit lemonade
Keep a blade one me
Leather louis v
Jacket blackand I'm clean bitch I’m blade
Juggin onna scene
Can’t again be me
I just get a beat
Sing fa payyy
Choppy
Niggas b claiming they know us
Reach when they roll up
Nigga get out my face
Tryna get a crib a London
Who is you sonnin
Really you is a lame
Choppin da beat up like onions
Voice got her cumming
She finna fuck today
In chicago inna 100s
I’m getting blunted
This shit it ease the pain
I don’t take critique well
I am all well
I go against the grain
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Model bch offa da coke she wanna fuck for a bag a yayo
Milf sex drive ain’t low
She wanna fuck six times in a row
That Goth bch wanna do wrong
Give dome inna Sistine chapelle
Trust fund bch Giving me loans n sucking good dick what did daddy do wrong
Fuck that bch onna road trip tryna hit the mile high club I shoulda flewn
Fucked you good wouldn’t come back once
I’m a dog bitch u ain’t my bone
Rubbed the wrong way when I’m on the scene n I’m looking at my clones
Pop addy I’ll b up all night imma write like 18 songs
Don’t touch me when I roll my weed like a qp I’m in my zone
They hate me can’t give a fuck bout them don’t let yo opinion be known
That bitch playing card games wit my future like a tarot ate
I’m racing to the cash
Pedal to the streets
GTA speed
Fuck a brake
I need all my jewelry white n good ice cube wit lemonade
Keep a blade one me
Leather louis v
Jacket blackand I'm clean bitch I’m blade
Juggin onna scene
Can’t again be me
I just get a beat
Sing fa payyy
Choppy
Niggas b claiming they know us
Reach when they roll up
Nigga get out my face
Tryna get a crib a London
Who is you sonnin
Really you is a lame
Choppin da beat up like onions
Voice got her cumming
She finna fuck today
In chicago inna 100s
I’m getting blunted
This shit it ease the pain
I don’t take critique well
I am all well
I go against the grain
—-
Model bch offa da coke she wanna fuck for a bag a yayo
Milf sex drive ain’t low
She wanna fuck six times in a row
That Goth bch wanna do wrong
Give dome inna Sistine chapelle
Trust fund bch Giving me loans n sucking good dick what did daddy do wrong
Fuck that bch onna road trip tryna hit the mile high club I shoulda flewn
Fucked you good wouldn’t come back once
I’m a dog bitch u ain’t my bone
Rubbed the wrong way when I’m on the scene n I’m looking at my clones
Pop addy I’ll b up all night imma write like 18 songs
Don’t touch me when I roll my weed like a qp I’m in my zone
They hate me can’t give a fuck bout them don’t let yo opinion be known