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letra de bnb - abgr lil cory & headhuncho amir

[intro: abgr lil cory]
yeah
ayy, yeah

[chorus: abgr lil cory]
model b-tches in the benz, beatin’ it off the don
paper cut from countin’ money got my finger hurtin’
i got a chokehold on the trap, let’s see who price the cheapest
i’m hot as f-ck just like some grease, watch how i pop it, n-gga
stop it, n-gga, poppin’ like you got it, ain’t got a dollar, n-gga
twenty racks, thought i was hood rich ’til i seen real money, yeah
smokin’ on some top shelf, i ain’t puttin’ no bullsh-t in my lungs
lil’ b-tch got a body on her, lookin’ like a godd-mn goddess

[verse 1: abgr lil cory]
make a b-tch this pressure, then i tell a ho she ain’t sh-t
i ain’t with that tender sh-t, i’ll make a lil’ ho drive these bricks, yeah
both my wrists gon’ bark, real clarity, diamonds bitin’, n-gga
juggin’ fish bowl in the city, slidin’ rental or the yeah
arp’ll cook a n-gga, pop him, make him holler
boxes comin’ and i’m gettin’ ’em gone and i ain’t gotta touch ’em
f-ck whoever goin’ against this sh-t, you better stand on business
n-ggas poor as f-ck, sh-t sad, grown as h-ll, ain’t got no money
model b-tch wan’ put it on me, she like how my jewelry hittin’
too much motion at the spot, pack was sold, few last to hit
ain’t never seen a drought, every time, my plug gon’ send that sh-t
flood the trap with turkey bags, ‘za bag hit, n-gga, i’m lit (n-gga)
[chorus: abgr lil cory]
model b-tches in the benz, beatin’ it off the don
paper cut from countin’ money got my finger hurtin’
i got a chokehold on the trap, let’s see who price the cheapest
i’m hot as f-ck just like some grease, watch how i pop it, n-gga
stop it, n-gga, poppin’ like you got it, ain’t got a dollar, n-gga
twenty racks, thought i was hood rich ’til i seen real money, yeah
smokin’ on some top shelf, i ain’t puttin’ no bullsh-t in my lungs
lil’ b-tch got a body on her, lookin’ like a godd-mn goddess

[verse 2: headhuncho amir]
ask them hoes in the city who havin’ motion, they gon’ tell you me
n-gga, i been growin’, way when unc’ ‘nem rockin’ tall tees
i ain’t the only one havin’ motion, n-gga, make sure we all eat
dealin’ with this eater, she gon’ suck until her jaws weak
new kit hittin’ so hard, king johnny had just facetimed
hundred ’round my neck, n-gga, this new piece make it two times
anti-cap on every song, n-gga, that mean no lyin’
this trap, this b-tch super active, can’t pull up if you ain’t buyin’
young n-gga, i was bumpin’ youngsta, now i’m real heavy
wide-body goin’ lane to lane, them hoes gon’ have to catch me
bad b-tch, love her fat mack, she like to rub my belly
hood trophy, pops was takin’ me to school, n-gga, in a box chevy

- abgr lil cory headhuncho amir

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