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letra de sip my drank - alois & bigbabygucci

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[intro]
(i-i-i can do anything)

[chorus: alois]
i gotta up my pole, gotta up my rank, gotta up my bank (up my bank)
i couldn’t trust my ho, couldn’t trust my mans, i don’t know who to blame (who to blame)
i don’t got one, got two cups, sittin’ laid back, gon’ sip my drank (sip my drank)
i told a b-tch she wanted me out, told that b-tch don’t [?]
i hit a jugg at the bank of america
i made a mill’, it’s a miracle
i want to know why my b-tch so difficult (yeah)
i did this sh-t like a daredevil (daredevil)
i took this straight to a new level (new level)
i don’t even care if my money been clean
glock in my hand, got a big metal (big metal)
i turn this sh-t to the f-cking extreme

[verse 1: alois]
i know it hit different
you don’t wanna make no pick on a b-tch that would
you know i got tunnel vision
i just wan’ see you, ain’t wanna seen you good
know that we be spending
i spent a bag on you, i don’t care how it looks
i gotta do what it takes, i hang with the doves, i hang with the crooks
i put a bullet in you and i shoot like damian lillard
they don’t wanna see me get what i want, yeah, they don’t wanna see me winning (winning)
don’t wanna hear you complaining, cry me a river
she want a plain jane, yeah, big diamonds, no face (no face)
[chorus: alois]
i gotta up my pole, gotta up my rank, gotta up my bank (up my bank)
i couldn’t trust my ho, couldn’t trust my mans, i don’t know who to blame (who to blame)
i don’t got one, got two cups, sittin’ laid back, gon’ sip my drank (sip my drank)
i told a b-tch she wanted me out, told that b-tch don’t [?]
i hit a jugg at the bank of america
i made a mill’, it’s a miracle
i want to know why my b-tch so difficult (yeah)
i did this sh-t like a daredevil (daredevil)
i took this straight to a new level (new level)
i don’t even care if my money been clean
glock in my hand, got a big metal (big metal)
i turn this sh-t to the f-cking extreme

[verse 2: bigbabygucci]
i had to up my pole (had to up), had to up my stick, had to up my [?] (up, up)
hop in the muhf-ckin’ cullinan (cullinan), got the stars, i had to go hop in my bag (hop in that bag)
he said one word, shooters hop on yo’ ass (hop on yo’ ass)
[?] and i’m switchin’ the mag (mag)
i’m in a maybach and i’m in a bag (bag, yeah, yeah, yeah)
hold up, i’ma count up, make ’em mad
hold up, yo’ b-tch is callin’ me bad
i don’t even answer, i just send a text
call me a user, i just want the s-x
know i’m a dog but i make her go fetch
yes, i put my b-tch in hermès
big ol’ body, tell them n-ggas invest
we want headshots, f-ck yo’ lil’ vest
i like her body, i’m [?]
[chorus: alois]
i gotta up my pole, gotta up my rank, gotta up my bank (up my bank)
i couldn’t trust my ho, couldn’t trust my mans, i don’t know who to blame (who to blame)
i don’t got one, got two cups, sittin’ laid back, gon’ sip my drank (sip my drank)
i told a b-tch she wanted me out, told that b-tch don’t [?]
i hit a jugg at the bank of america
i made a mill’, it’s a miracle
i want to know why my b-tch so difficult (yeah)
i did this sh-t like a daredevil (daredevil)
i took this straight to a new level (new level)
i don’t even care if my money been clean
glock in my hand, got a big metal (big metal)
i turn this sh-t to the f-cking extreme (‘xtreme, ‘xtreme)

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