letra de 10k flow - 10k jayy
{intro:} (master)
{verse 1:} i’m like “b-tch what you sayin’? no i’m not playin”
call up my bros i bet they get to sprayin’ hop in the coupe and watch how we start racing, these n-ggas fu it’s not up for debatin’ n-ggas be fronting like they don’t be hating, f-ck a lil’ b-tch ’cause it’s money i’m chasing, b-tch i’m a demon not nowhere near satan if you don’t make money then f-ck the relations
you got a pole but you not finna shoot, b-tch i got hoes i’m not focused on you, changin’ my clothes make it look like a suit
that b-tch is a hoe bruh just tell her to scoot, hop out the coupe and we knockin’ em off, y’all n-ggas cake and y’all n-ggas is soft
your b-tch a bop she be all on my b-lls, i left her on read and declined all her calls, call us balloons how we poppin’ sh-t
imma shoot to the top like a rocket ship, i’m destroyin’ this sh-t no
apocalypse, he talk hot he get popped in his bottom lip, you gon’ fight or shot? man you gotta pick, if you think we gon drop it you out of it, i got twenty-two bullets this glock will spit, i’m still posted on blocks with my glock and sh-t (with my glock and sh-t)
{verse 2:} we gon’ spin on y’all block like a hula-hoop, he keep dissin’ in comments like who is you? so much opps that i didn’t know who to shoot (swear to god), man this b-tch said “goodbye” i’m like “toodle-loo” i been crashin’ and wreckin’ like bandicoot, if she not givin’ head then give her the boot, i just went in his sh-t he thought we was cool, ‘member i couldn’t listen back in the school, man these n-ggas be switchin’ like bro pick a side, if you pick the opps on my soul you gon’ die, i’m hurtin’ they moms i know they gon’ cry if we take y’all mans i know y’all won’t slide (nah) this really some sh-t that real n-ggas would trap to, my n-ggas shootin’ so imma go clap too, i’m in the back of the back in black coupe, i ran up ’cause i felt like i had to (i had to)
{verse 3:} these n-ggas be snitchin’ these n-ggas be hoes, if they just got stopped by a cop they gon’ fold, y’all n-ggas b-tches ain’t totin’ no poles, i still got my bl!ck i just got different clothes, imma stay solid ’cause i never fold, your b-tch on my d-ck she bounce like a toad, he talkin’ hot then i’m leavin’ him froze and i got my stick so you know how it go (b-tch)
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