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letra de gone tell em - billionaire black, choppa da goon & fbg duck

[intro: choppa da goon]
yeah
go tell ’em
go tell ’em
uh, yeah

[chorus: choppa da goon, billionaire black & ]
i’m so hot, i might melt in here
gon’ tell ’em (tell ’em) they gon’ need some help this year (yeah)
gon’ tell ’em we on top, we done left this year
and i’m ballin’ (ballin’), i think i need a ref in here (billionaire) (yeah)
i’m so hot, i might melt in here
gon’ tell ’em (tell ’em) they gon’ need some help this year (billionaire) (argh)
gon’ tеll ’em we on top (billionaire), wе done left this year (billionaire)
and i’m ballin’ (, billionaire), i think i need a ref in here (billionaire, billionaire) (yeah)
[verse 1: billionaire black]
i’m on fire, but b-tch, i’m iced out (i’m icy)
don’t stare too hard, i’ll probably knock your lights out (they gone)
see, my n-ggas play plumber, probably pull the pipe out (bang)
shout out to president dot, coolin’ in the white house (dot, dot, dot)
and i told y’all n-ggas that it’s my year (it’s my year)
if this a race, i’m in first, man, y’all n-ggas in the rear
i got money out the rear, i need money out the ass (bands, bands, bands)
’cause you know i got that bag with a billion-dollar swag (swag, swag, swag)
tell me why you n-ggas mad (huh?), it’s billion, duck, and choppa (chop)
fugazy-ass n-gga, choppa hit him with that chopper (brrat)
dreaded like jamaicans or shootin’ like a rasta (bang)
flyer than propellers (i’m high), higher than a helicopter (i’m gone)
and b-tch, i’m so proper (huh?), free my broski muscles (mohawk)
all i know is trap, flippin’ bricks, i gotta hustle (gimme that)
yeah, and tell my dj to turn me up (turn up)
somebody call the firetruck, i swear i’m burnin’ up (hey)

[chorus: choppa da goon]
i’m so hot, i might melt in here
gon’ tell ’em (tell ’em) they gon’ need some help this year (yeah)
gon’ tell ’em we on top, we done left this year
and i’m ballin’ (ballin’), i think i need a ref in here (yeah)
i’m so hot, i might melt in here
gon’ tell ’em (tell ’em) they gon’ need some help this year (uh-huh)
gon’ tell ’em we on top, we done left this year (yeah)
and i’m ballin’ (ballin’, chop), i think i need a ref in here (da goon, da goon)
[verse 2: choppa da goon]
i’m so hot, better yet, i’m cold (cold)
i’m so high, better yet, i’m blowed (blowed)
chi-town n-gga, still reppin’ for the ‘go (the ‘go)
i got n-ggas hatin’ on me that i don’t even know (why?)
i just tell ’em, “get money (money), go f-ck a ho” (f-ck ’em)
’cause i’m still steel cookin’ like i’m standin’ at the stove (swag, swag)
tell ’em, “we on live,” (live) my n-gga, we on live (in this b-tch)
billion, choppa, duck, make ’em p-ssy n-ggas hide (bah, bah)
and i’m inked up, shawty (shawty), tatted like khalifa (yeah)
kush for the smoke (kush), no regular reefer (unh-uh)
i keep it on my hip, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout the beeper (at all)
we ’bout to set it off (yeah), queen latifah (hahaha)
choppa da goon and you know that i’m wildin’ (i’m wildin’)
gettin’ straight money on the block and it’s pilin’ (facts, facts, facts)
i ain’t gotta write, b-tch, i’m just freestylin’ (nope)
it’s so much money, b-tch, i can buy a island (choppa), yeah

[chorus: choppa da goon & fbg duck]
i’m so hot, i might melt in here
gon’ tell ’em (tell ’em) they gon’ need some help this year (yeah)
gon’ tell ’em we on top, we done left this year
and i’m ballin’ (ballin’), i think i need a ref in here (yeah)
i’m so hot, i might melt in here
gon’ tell ’em (tell ’em) they gon’ need some help this year (uh-huh)
gon’ tell ’em we on top, we done left this year
and i’m ballin’ (ballin’), i think i need a ref in here (let’s get it, l’s, heh?)
[verse 2: fbg duck]
h-ll yeah, i ball like i’m in the nba (yes)
and i don’t know what to do with all this motherf-ckin’ cake (i don’t)
got the judge hatin’ on me, tryna put me in that place (for what?)
gave the lawyer a couple bands to throw away the case (ah)
i be out here on the block (yes), i be out here gettin’ gwop (i do)
n-ggas try to rob me and get their stupid-ass shot (brrat)
all my pockets lookin’ big ’cause these stupid-ass knots (whoa)
and if that’s your lil’ mans, tell his stupid-ass stop (b-tch)
every time i hit the mall, i don’t buy it if it’s cheap (enh-eh)
i ain’t f-ckin’ with a b-tch if she weak, beat her feet (get lost)
me and billionaire and chop da goon, we just k!lled the beat
i’m so hot up in this b-tch, feel like i play with the heat (uh-huh)
p-ssy, this is what i do, i be all about my loot
n-ggas try to take my loot, h-ll yeah, i’ll shoot (blaow)
goofies tried to cross me over, but they ain’t got no handles (enh-eh)
i just inhale the kush and blow it out like a candle, l’s

- billionaire black choppa da goon fbg duck

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