FlatBed Freestyle Letra – Chiki Wanted

FlatBed Freestyle Letra by Chiki Wanted

Snifando pa sentirme bien
Sale bien si me tome 3
Hace que se queme bien
Sino te vamo a dar masa

Tengo un cartier en mi brazo
Corranse porque entro yo
Tamo caro cristian dior
Tanto drip que se mojo

Con dinero mejoro
Toy haciendo mal no?
No me rete que aprendo
Si les da que me molesten

Entren pa estorbarme yea
Mami que me diste?
Ya no siеnto ni mis pies
Mi b#tch es re gangstеr yea

Tiene yerba y no es del te
Si me dijo que me dio de 10
Ta bellaka porque le gane
Toma rola mira al techo

Cuando me pide le meto
Toy haciendo este dinero
Para sentirme completo
En LA con un Rolls Royce

Si ella no me quiere me voy
No busco amor en b#tches que
Se que me quieren ver caer
Matarme a mi que no llegue

Lo hace todo por el clout
Estas putas solo buscan clout
Ya no confio porque toas hacen mal
Mejor me quedo aca metio en el trap

Im on my lean amo mi droga y cash
Me siento mal cuando creo que me ama
Baby te quiero conmigo en el top
Porque sabe que voy a estar en el top

Aunque vengan b#tchs nuevas no le des
Buscando en otro no creo que encontre
Lo que te daba adentro del cl#t
Pensando en mi…

Solo puede pensando en mi
Pero wacha yeh yeh yeh
Driving
To miami

To mis problem
Son de money
Baby si
Make 1 hundred

Con my bae
On mu way
Usa bape
Fuma vape

Hago racks
No firends
Me jodi
Pa ganar

Este money
Everybody
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FlatBed Freestyle Lyrics English

Snifando to feel good
It goes well if I take 3
Makes it burn well
But we were going to give you dough

I have a cartier on my arm
Corrase because I enter me
Tamo Caro Cristian Dior
Both Drip that was wet

With money I improve
Toy doing bad right?
I don’t have
If they make them bother me

Enter pangarme ya
What did you have?
I don’t even my feet anymore
My b#tch is re gangstеr ya

Has yerba and is not the tea
If he told me he gave me 10
Ta Bellaka because it wins
Take Rola Look at the roof

When I ask me to put him
Toy making this money
To feel complete
In the with a rolls Royce

If she doesn’t love me, I’m leaving
I don’t look for love in b#tches that
I know they want to see me fall
Kill me that I don’t arrive

It does everything for the clout
These wh#res only look for clout
I no longer trust because toas do wrong
I better here I put in the trap

Im on my read I love my drug and cash
I feel bad when I think he loves me
Baby I love you with me at the top
Because I know I’m going to be in the top

Although new b#tchs come do not give it
Looking for another I don’t think I found
What gave you inside the cl#t
Thinking about me…

You can only think of me
But Wacha Yeh Yeh Yeh
Driving
To Miami

To my problems
They are Money
Baby yes
Make 1 Sinkred

With My Bae
On mu way
USA BAPE
Smokes vape

I make racks
No Firends
I screwed myself up
To win

This money
Everybody
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Chiki Wanted Lyrics – FlatBed Freestyle

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FlatBed Freestyle