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letra de silver ring - bdr!ppyy

[hook: bdr!ppyy]
silver rings i’ma punk boy b-tch
off white kicks to an all black fit
hit one time i don’t know that b-tch
yo pockets got ran i call that blitz
got a big check go and blow that b-tch
you ain’t got no bread why you try to act rich
flex for the gram that’s just a skit
don’t know my name i’m still goin hit
run it up, run it up
water on bubble up
getting my money up running my trouble up
young ass jit i’m focused on turnin up
roll up a wood i might as well burn it up
ash on the floor then rub it in
you not my boy, you not my friend
ice my neck sh-t cost bout ten
got b-tterfly doors don’t whip no benz
[verse 1: basco]
slow it down
like gunna its either you drip or drown
hittin a l!ck like i’m in the town
i’m out of this world like the k!ller clowns
they said i ain’t sh-t but what happened now
i got the racks i could throw it out
don’t need no b-tch i could do without
i been doin this sh-t made my momma proud
you ain’t talking my language
b-tch you basic
you just say sh-t
you just ain’t it
tryna hop on the wave but you can’t
i’ve been away mia in thе bay
count up the bankroll everyday
you strugglе to make songs better pray
b-tch you on a payroll tryna save
so you better stay home go and play

[verse 2: lex pain]
f-ck wit a k!lla get gunned down
choppa make no sense when it go, blah blah
i can hear the city heart pound
team with me, got a beam with me
money come with every single clock count
they was ahead and stepping on us, they just be watching the plot now
winning side, when i’m on that b-tch
f-ck the world, let it hold my kid
at night can’t see in the mist
i just don’t wanna live in the abyss
f-ck it i’ll do it again
i double the money, i double the bands
flyin thru traffic b-tch i’m in a benz
[hook: bdr!ppyy]
silver rings i’ma punk boy b-tch
off white kicks to an all black fit
hit one time i don’t know that b-tch
yo pockets got ran i call that blitz
got a big check go blow that b-tch
you ain’t got no bread why you try to act rich
why you flex for the gram that’s just a skit
don’t know my name i’m still goin hit
i run it up run it up
water on bubble up
getting money up running my trouble up
young ass jit i’m focused on turnin up
roll up a wood i might as well burn it up
ash on the floor then rub it in
you not my boy, you not my friend
ice my neck sh-t cost bout ten
b-tterfly doors don’t whip no benz

- bdrppyy

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