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letra de different - babytali

[verse 1: l2lstreet]
okay, sg’s n-gga
my dudes had seen the chop
told ‘em i gotta protect myself
what you know bout takin risks
you gotta think about yo self
you can ask bout real skreet
they gon tell you they did this sh-t they self
drop me off right on the block
i dump this chop ion need no help
she wanna f-ck a n-gga cause she know i’m different
ain’t no sights on the arp but that b-tch still got precision
just f-cked her on cam she a video vixen
broke time in the trap come get you a fixin’
real lil snake (?) get it hissin’
ain’t no b-tch been a switch on a mission
got a lil b-tch stuck d-ck in ha throat, don’t choke
(?) down on scat arp on my back, go ghost
this some tactical sh-t make a n-gga go ghost
heard a n-gga goin’ broke there’s a bag on the flo’
me and (?) serving bags through the 4
pullin head taps on a b-tch wit’ no scope
got the tap on my head on the east like the man
and when i’m in the south then i feel like the pope
300s in this b-tch make ‘em go woah woah
they ain’t wanna let me in f-ck the back kick the front do’
them n-ggas creeping tryna up the sco’
and we be in the d the sh-t ain’t fa show
say they gon k!ll me turn for sh-t show
think we gotta go
[verse 2: babytali]
yeah street yeah we gotta go
black and white different color hoes
crash the car only got two doors
like baby keem know i got two phones
roundin’ up b-tches i’m takin yo hoes
we ridin’ real dirty yeah ridin wit poles
fresh on the scene and i’m steppin’ on toes
fresh on the scene wit all my own flows
my bro tell me get em you know i’m gon go
red hair, real crazy, you know i’m gon blow
stupid lil b-tch yeah all on my phone
ion want that b-tch yeah leave me alone
sh-t real crazy i go woah woah
ran down yo bro yeah he got backdoored
walk down on him he ain’t had no pole
up in the sky he ain’t got no soul
took ya lil b-tch she hittin’ a mission
uppin the pole yeah that smith n’ weston
f-ck that old hoe yeah that b-tch ain’t listen
ice on my wrist and that b-tch it glisten
dunkin that hoe yeah just like a christen
diamonds real holy i feel like a christian
got a new b-tch think her name kristen
f-ckin that hoe then you know that i’m dippin’
leveling up you know that i’m winning
smile on my face you know that i be grinning
all on yo’ block you know that we spinnin’
on my bad sh-t you know that i be sinnin’
race to the top this just the beginnin’
point ‘em out yeah n-gga i’m pinnin’
f-ck with the gang we knocking yo chin in
walked in this b-tch and know that im-
knife all in his back make that n-gga go woah woah
laugh up in my face but tellin lies yeah you a hoe
gang all on my back yeah talentless yeah them the bros
come up with the guys and we gon blow yeah that fasho

- babytali

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