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letra de had too - billionaire burke

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
had to quit my old b-tch, she ain’t believe in me (oh no)
i had to break a whole one down, i had to feed my team (a whole)
i had to get the last laugh ‘cause he was teasin’ me (oh now)
ran up his spot (woo), walked off with his ps (walk off)

[verse 1]
i got 50 round drums all around my trap
all my n-ggas takin’ sh-t or they still movin’ packs
i suggest you watch your back with all them petty raps
my hitters with the sh-t (with the sh-t), i tell ‘em get the strap
we movin’ ‘round the city heavy, we don’t go for sh-t (heavy n-ggas)
bunch of red rag n-ggas, and couple crips (soo-woo)
big drip on my body (big), shawty low on wrist (foolish)
you b-tch glance at me (woo), she on fatboy d-ck (fatboy)
12 tryna pull us over, we mash on the gas
i believe in god but the demon movin’ fast (the demon)
i’m gone off that loud, got sick off a perc’ (blew)
i’m not a$ap mob, but i still put in work (work, work)

[chorus]
had to quit my old b-tch, she ain’t believe in me (oh no)
i had to break a whole one down, i had to feed my team (i broke it down)
i had to get the last laugh ‘cause he was teasin’ me (hahaha)
ran up his spot (woo), walked off with his ps

[verse 2]
yeah, down bad, i lost some packs, i’m tryna get it
told my b-tch i need a favor, is you with it? (is you with it?)
see them n-ggas in the club trickin’ and spendin’ (boy, they spendin’)
need to know they whereabout and where they livin’ (now where they at?)
heard the n-gga with the jeep, he talk a lot (yeah, he talkin’)
like to pillow talk to these b-tches, and speak ‘bout what he got (tell ’em, girl)
leave the back door open when you get in the spot (woo)
i’m walkin’ in that b-tch, i got to get the drop (the drop)
got to take it all (take it all), i ain’t come here for nothin’ (nothin’)
n-ggas run they mouth to b-tches, oh, that hummer stuntin’ (hummer)
now i’m in your crib (in your crib), you askin’ what i’m wantin’
this big gun in your face, and that’s all you come up with

[chorus]
had to quit my old b-tch, she ain’t believe in me (had to)
i had to break a whole one down, i had to feed my team (i had to feed ’em)
i had to get the last laugh ‘cause he was teasin’ me (haha)
ran up his spot (yeah, yeah), walked off with his ps (walk off with his sh-t)

[outro]
i mean, i can’t be doin’ this sh-t for nothin’
i mean, n-ggas be frontin’ and actin’ all crazy
but i’ma always get the last laugh
like don’t think you motherf-ckin’ gettin’ the drop on me, n-gga

- billionaire burke

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