letra de aight - blueface
[intro]
low the great
blueface, baby
fbeat producing all the heat
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
we know, yeah, yeah, yeah
aight
yeah
aya-ya
aight
[chorus]
i just drop the roof to show em the proofs
lonely at the top, keep a chop inside of the booth
i just cop the coupe cause ain’t no room for two dudes
if i get stopped, put the chop in the b-tch b00bs
walkin’ like a penguin, cause it’s bangin’, pokin’ out the soup
you ain’t a n-gga if you trippin’, n-ggas don’t follow suit
school yard crib to your kids and baby mama too
tatted the hood on my face, got tired of n-ggas askin’
[verse]
we just some crips in thе bucket and we lookin’ for action
last n-gga dissed mе, this sh-t was a disaster
if they don’t let us in this club, we jump in the bouncer
they don’t give us all the drugs, we hop in the counter
i’m the type of n-gga bring a gun to the baby shop
get down where you mad, that n-ggas wanna wait
i order sides, n-ggas up
plotting and scheming
let me find out n-ggas dodging their demons
[bridge]
you ain’t never seen a n-gga die, you ain’t seen sh-t
i stay on demon time with this nine, boy don’t flinch
[chorus]
i just drop the roof to show em the proofs
lonely at the top, keep a chop inside of the booth
i just cop the coupe cause ain’t no room for two dudes
if i get stopped, put the chop in the b-tch b00bs
walkin’ like a penguin, cause it’s bangin’, pokin’ out the soup
you ain’t a n-gga if you trippin’, n-ggas don’t follow suit
school yard crib to your kids and baby mama too
tatted the hood on my face, got tired of n-ggas askin’
[verse]
effing tucked in his jacket ain’t talking about no fashion
tired of n-ggas acting like they really was an action
n-ggas getting packed out to get packed in
we max n-ggas out before n-ggas get maxed in
b-tches love me n-ggas hate me with a passion
gotta catch my breath cause i’m gashing
i just put a hundred on ten ain’t go back for the chain
n-ggas put dubs on the prius like they getting money
huh, huh, man, that sh-t funny
ten thousand and ones rich n-ggas throw money on mondays
[chorus]
i just drop the roof to show em the proofs
lonely at the top, keep a chop inside of the booth
i just cop the coupe cause ain’t no room for two dudes
if i get stopped, put the chop in the b-tch b00bs
walkin’ like a penguin, cause it’s bangin’, pokin’ out the soup
you ain’t a n-gga if you trippin’, n-ggas don’t follow suit
school yard crib to your kids and baby mama too
tatted the hood on my face, got tired of n-ggas askin’
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