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letra de divine - bartbourne

[verse 1]

huh huh
b-tch get on the ground
they gon spray at the town
b-tch you know i get around (yea) imma spray hunnid rounds
why y’all n-ggas playing wit me (yea)
i got the keys to the street (yea)
i had to slap that boy clean (yea)
n-gga was talking that sh-t (yea)
i had to sn-tch off her wig (yea)
yea i know they ain’t twins (nah)
yea b-tch smokin big pots
rose & gold like i’m rick ross
if she ain’t got no goals she gotta get lost
you was talking that sh-t, n-gga got mossed
n-gga got mossed for a quick toss

[verse 2]

i had to relocate (yea)
i had to relocate (yea)
n-gga got smoked in his mothaf-ckin face
when they see me in person, they ain’t got nothing to say
drinking her own medicinе, uhh how it taste
i’m at the top n-gga, i’m getting paid
i’m a thot slayеr yo b-tch can get slayed
n-gga a simp he stay getting played
feel like amicia derune, i ain’t got sh-t to prove
you need to move
nah n-gga we ain’t cool
f-ck n-gga whatcu mean
you don’t know me
you was never locked in wit me
n-gga taking my sh-t (yea)
n-gga taking my style (yea)
it’s gon take about a while (yea)

- bartbourne

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