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letra de manifest - big moochie grape & key glock

[intro: big moochie grape]
humongous
(let the band play)
yes, sir

[chorus: big moochie grape]
yeah, paper route gang, n-gga, f-ck the rest (paper route)
k!llin’ everything that i get on that, now they callin’ me the best (k!llin’ sh-t)
300k sit up on my neck (300)
knew i was gon’ get rich, just had to manifest (gettin’ rich)
n-ggas be playin’ games, grape ain’t with none of that (with none of that)
whatever big moochie do, i bet they gon’ honor that (they gon’ honor that)
posted on mendenhall, servin’ that cannabis (on mendenhall)
get the drop on the opps, bet we gon’ damage it (yes, sir)
plus a lil’ ‘za in my pockets got bandages (yes, sir)
never had sh-t, now my life, it’s a fantasy (woo, woo)
everything set on point, just had to manage it (mange it)
fillin’ up the bank account with them dead presidents (uh-huh)
went and got rich and i mansion my residence (yeah)
walkin’ testimony, yeah, this is my testament (my testament)
n-ggas be dyin’ for talkin’, should’ve kept it in (b-tch)
flooded with ice, could’ve bought me a cullinan (skrrt)

[verse 1: big moochie grape]
yeah, never would a n-gga stop goin’ in (goin’ in)
go get the money, i’m chasin’ these dividends (dividends)
all of these cap-ass rappers tryna fit in (b-tch-ass)
pull up and k!ll a scene in a big body benz (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
all i want is money, p-ssy n-gga, i don’t need friends (need friends)
bad b-tch in the lobby, finna get buzzed in (woo-woo)
baby, we f-ckin’, i can’t be your husband (uh-huh)
vvs diamonds on me, this sh-t bustin’ (woo)
if they not payin’ me, i can’t do no clubbin’ (uh-uh)
every time we see the opps, aim for the m-ffin’ (fah)
walk in the spot and i got that b-tch tucked in (yes, sir, yes, sir)
shoot a n-gga in his sh-t, got the boy gushin’ (yes, sir, yes, sir)
money on my line, so you know that i’m rushin’ (woo)
switch on the bl!ck, so you can’t do no duckin’ (no duckin’)
came up from sh-t, i turned nothin’ to somethin’ (on god)
i been on that gangster sh-t, n-gga, i ain’t bluffin’ (i ain’t bluffin’, b-tch)
[chorus: big moochie grape & key glock]
yeah, paper route gang, n-gga, f-ck the rest (yeah)
k!llin’ everything that i get on that, now they callin’ me the best (gigantic)
300k sit up on my neck (yeah)
knew i was gon’ get rich, just had to manifest (let’s do it)
n-ggas be playin’ games, grape ain’t with none of that (with none of that)
whatever big moochie do, i bet they gon’ honor that (yes, sir)
posted on mendenhall, servin’ that cannabis (cannabis)
get the drop on the opps, bet we gon’ damage it (k!ll ’em all)
plus a lil’ ‘za in my pockets got bandages (racks)
never had sh-t, now my life, it’s a fantasy (fantasy)
everything set on point, just had to manage it (mange it)
fillin’ up the bank account with them dead presidents (yeah)
went and got rich and i mansion my residence (uh-uh)
walkin’ testimony, yeah, this is my testament (uh-huh)
n-ggas be dyin’ for talkin’, should’ve kept it in (b-tch-ass)
flooded with ice, could’ve bought me a cullinan (yeah)

[verse 2: key glock]
ayy, you can get k!lled for b-ttin’ in (fah, fah, fah)
i keep it on me, n-gga, ain’t no tusslin’ (yeah)
these n-ggas some b-tches, they tuckin’ in (yeah)
i had to pop my sh-t, had to rub it in (let it pop)
granny voice in my head like, “f-ck a friend” (yeah)
dolph voice in my head, keep sayin’, “get paid” (get paid)
cutthroat, triple cross, new nwa (yeah, yeah)
different color diamonds lookin’ like it’s me and minute maid (yeah)
yeah, south memphis real life gta, uh
bro still sw-ngin’, no pga (phew)
n-ggas trickin’ on b-tches, all in the way
just don’t know, she gon’ f-ck anyway (yeah)
my dentist say i been gettin’ too much cake (yeah)
i’m supposed to, n-gga, what the f-ck you mean? (yeah)
tryna put this other n-gga in a russian cream (fah, fah, fah)
got millionaire b-tches all on my dingaling
[chorus: big moochie grape]
yeah, paper route gang, n-gga, f-ck the rest (yeah)
k!llin’ everything that i get on that, now they callin’ me the best (gigantic)
300k sit up on my neck (yeah)
knew i was gon’ get rich, just had to manifest (let’s do it)
n-ggas be playin’ games, grape ain’t with none of that (with none of that)
whatever big moochie do, i bet they gon’ honor that (yes, sir)
posted on mendenhall, servin’ that cannabis (cannabis)
get the drop on the opps, bet we gon’ damage it (k!ll ’em all)
plus a lil’ ‘za in my pockets got bandages (racks)
never had sh-t, now my life, it’s a fantasy (fantasy)
everything set on point, just had to manage it (mange it)
fillin’ up the bank account with them dead presidents (yeah)
went and got rich and i mansion my residence (uh-uh)
walkin’ testimony, yeah, this is my testament (uh-huh)
n-ggas be dyin’ for talkin’, should’ve kept it in (b-tch-ass)
flooded with ice, could’ve bought me a cullinan (cullinan)

- big moochie grape key glock

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