letra de 50 ball - asm bopster
i got so much energy
f-ck it, ___
asm the gang
i was broke now i’m rich i can ball out
pull up on the block get some crips now we all out
we got some b-tch ass, h-ll naw we never stall out
type of b-tch you cuff type of b-tch that i dog out
she said boy you disrespectful i said so what i’m rich
i can walk up to the spot and f-ck on any b-tch
i had a fifty piece on me and nothing on my wrist
you wrote that bullsh-t down, i freestyled on his b-tch
i never bust three eighty that b-tch f-ckin glitch
if y’all glock ain’t do-do- doin’ you need to f-ck switch
if y’all b-tch don’t shut up when you tell her you need another b-tch
they say you ain’t got a watch then you broke like flood the f-ckin wrist
im real honest thats my other b-tch
i ain’t wanna keep that b-tch i just f-cked the b-tch
i ain’t еven wanna f-ck she just come suck thе d-ck
if im a hater, b-tch i love this sh-t
oh, never was the fresh kid in school
now i got that money i can do what i wanna do
bounce out i’m hangin’ out doin signs up out the roof
you can ask your homies bout me, they tell you bop gone shoot
yeah i pulled a n—- b-tch like i got put on
they always say i’m just a rapper cause of a good song
i got that fn b-tch it’s a foot long
cuh you got put on last year, don’t put me in your song
cuh wanna beef w me, he a new comer
but you knew i been doing this sh-t for five summers
bum b-tch need to deal he gone die of hunger
i sock his b-tch out give that n—- the cold thunder
f-ck it imma slap his ass he get disrespectful
f-ck i gone test his b-tch and ass to get this lethal weapon
y’all whole group of apple streams ain’t even testin mine
ma, b-tch i run them streams up huh
tiny bop b-tch i run that green up huh
i f-cked her too good her feet stuck huh
come over and eat d-ck you need lunch huh
when i finna nut i grab her head and freeze up huh
i was broke now i’m rich i can ball out
pull up on the block get some crips now we all out
we got some b-tch ass, h-ll naw we never stall out
type of b-tch you cuff type of b-tch that i dog out
she said boy you disrespectful i said so what i’m rich
i can walk up to the spot and f-ck on any b-tch
i had a fifty piece on me and nothing on my wrist
you wrote that bullsh-t down, i freestyled on his b-tch
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