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letra de halo - apollo red

[intro]
(zuzu)
big body, yeah, big body
blatt, what the f-ck popping, n-gga?
n-gga, free duke, free lotto
(ayy, woods, light that sh-t up) ayy, woods, light that sh-t up
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
give him a halo like ddg
these n-ggas can’t even do no song, they do it like ppp (do that, them n-ggas, they do that)
i love my shooter to death, he give more shots than the cdc (brrt, brrt)
i just hit that ho off a perc’, now she needy for me (she needy)
i got need for speed, i’m in track, i see a opp, roll down the window, i smash (i smash)
these n-ggas really ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh-t, used to get hit up in class (on god)
i know that car by heart, i shoot up the b-tch and f-ck up the glass (i f-ck up the glass)
if i go broke, i’m around, i still have the trunk, go back in the stash (go back in the stash)

[verse]
black truck, big body, you know i got leg room (b-tch)
can’t еven think when you around, you f-ck up my headroom (f-ck up my hеadroom)
beat the boy up, he still ain’t dead, he might be deadpool (hit that boy up)
body-for-body, go head-to-head just like a round do (go head on ’em)
i don’t be crying about none of these b-tches, i really be pimpin’ hoes (on god)
fifty shots out the arp, what the f-ck is he dissing for? (blatt, blatt)
he want the k!ll, pop percs, wake up, the sh-t that he living for (yeah, facts)
they done got blood on the arp so i need me a different pole (got me a different pole)
freak neek, i had a ho in the spot, i turned her to magic, b-tch (blatt, blatt)
i love the lean, i know i can’t stop the drank ’til the cup, i kick it (i kick it)
all that sh-t be cool in the country, but you can’t do that in the city (can’t do that now)
it was all jokes allowed when my brother had died, so i’m never gonna show no pity (f-ck them n-ggas)
[chorus]
give him a halo like ddg (give him a halo)
these n-ggas can’t even do no song, they do it like ppp (these n-ggas be stealing my sound)
i love my shooter to death, he give more shots than the cdc (brrt, brrt)
i just hit that ho off a perc’ (brrt, brrt), now she needy for me (now i’m off a perc’)
i got need for speed (b-tch), i’m in track, i see a opp, roll down the window, i smash (i smash)
these n-ggas really ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh-t, used to get hit up in class (on god)
i know that car by heart, i shoot up the b-tch and f-ck up the glass (f-ck up the glass)
if i go broke, i’m around, i still have the trunk, go back in the stash (go back in the trunk, go back in the trunk)

[outro]
yeah, i’m back in the trunk
(they don’t want shots)
took off the map
yeah, i’m ready to clip
haha, yeah, yeah, yeah
back in the trunk

- apollo red

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