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letra de topanga - 10kkev

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i left 40 at the crib, brought out the ten milli’
i’ma keep runnin’ it up or tear my whole achilles
she talkin’ ’bout bein’ my b-tch, man, these hoes be silly
kickin’ game to my young n-ggas like wallo and gillie
valentino runners, b-tch, compare your n-gga versus me
i got a pretty b-tch with no booty, might get her surgery
you took a couple dollars and ran off, that sh-t ain’t hurtin’ me
i told him if he bring her rejects to me, i’ll do the verse for free
i’m worth way, way too much to just be out here clubbin’
he had his banks since 2012, i dropped on my cousin
four thousand for the ’za p’s, and n-gga, i ain’t budgin’
you gotta grab at least eight, i sell ’em by the dozen
they finna drop to sixteen, i’m waitin’ ’til september
i’ma see two hundred off ’em by the time we hit december
might f-ck around and drop a book “scamming for beginners”
you gotta have that certain look when you walk in and enter
i hear money counter sounds, i’m takin’ all them chances
so many moves in the air, and all them b-tches landin’
i used to get that one feeling, driving up through lansing
’cause i was ridin’ with —-, ridin’ back through canyon
ayy, i hit my jeweler, get my diamonds steamed
fifty bands, only right i get them boogers cleaned
my young n-gga say he seein’ red, all them n-ggas green
the only way you gettin’ past kids on the swings
i was out there in topanga, man, that sh-t a vibe
eatin’ tomahawk steak wagyu, not burger and fries
i ain’t nothin’ like melly, money on my mind
the f-ck you juggin’ for? you can’t get up and straight pay your bond

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