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letra de beep - big yavo

[intro]
skrrt
(glizzy, what you cookin’ up?)

[chorus]
open the door, brown box, i just got a new package
number one and two motto, let’s flip it and stack it
yeah i rap, a lil’ trappin’ and puttin’ off fashion
when i was down they would laugh, now, they hate that i’m havin’
seen n-ggas adamant built like assassins
i’m having shooters, one word and they crashin’
wanna race? well, let’s see who count money the fastest
i would shoot dice in school, had me late for my classes

[verse]
aye, ask ms. drake, just asked her
aye, i got the drac’ in my jacket
pretty-ass glock but it still can get ratchet
get that money then leave, i say that’s it
aye, new york ho said she diggin’ my accent
brand new rental, i hope i don’t crash it
say brand new drac’ came with wood like a cabinet
this glock 10 throw bullets like manning
bullet man, like shannon
aye, she f-ck with me ’cause i’m handsome
on the block like tyson chandler
i’ll do a b-tch dirty, diana
say i’ll serve a b-tch molly, santana, aye
i swing that stick like i’m judge, aye
ain’t squashin’ sh-t, hold a grudge
if she thick chocolate b-tch call her f-dg-
poor a cup of that lean, i come from the mud
sh-t water like tubs, f-ck blues want dubs
ridin’ with forty-two racks like i’m hangin’ with dugg
last show was too packed like i’m hangin’ with suge
if you give me a genie, i’ll wish a b-tch would
for my n-ggas in cans, i’ve been sellin’ goods
if it ain’t bout money, we can’t get into it
want smoke? let me know, like nike we can do it
big g.o.a.t, this a lamb, i pull up in urus, might f-ck on a tourist
n-ggas look like stuart, n-gga rat like a touille
i get in that p-ssy, it’s gooey
aye, finna buy my little shawty some louis
buy my mama some christian dior
the more i be gone, she be missin’ me more
i get lost in the clouds on the flight to new york
i say f-ck it, drop bags and then we go to war
i ain’t got no key to this car, where the key to your heart?
might catch a play at chrome hearts
i ain’t had no flowers, i was real from the start
i say, i ain’t had no flowers, i was real from beginnin’
say so many people had blemished my image
n-ggas gon’ rat when it comes to an endin’
but sayin’ they street, i’m keepin’ my distance
feel like a beyblade, name it, i spend it
you know we ain’t friendly, my racks in the back of the bentley
[chorus]
open the door, brown box, i just got a new package
number one and two motto, let’s flip it and stack it
yeah i rap, a lil’ trappin’ and puttin’ off fashion
when i was down they would laugh, now, they hate that i’m havin’
seen n-ggas adamant built like assassins
i’m havin’ shooters, one word and they crashin’
wanna race? well, let’s see who count money the fastest
i would shoot dice in school, had me late for my classes

- big yavo

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