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letra de lil bop no top - bop tyquan

[verse]
young n-gga posted with a chopper, i’ma felon, though
yeah, that n-gga play me to the left but he in heaven, though
bpl 4l, b-tch, we glock and smith and wesson tote
opps be tryna squash, but we can’t squash ’cause we want h-lla smoke
slime n-gga, deuce behind the nine, n-gga, brandy my right hand but lil’ [?], that’s my spine n-gga
my lil’ n-ggas scamming, swipe your sh-t ’til it decline, n-gga
we hop out the drop, whack you and whoever ridin’ with you
say, say
action pistol packing, stop asking, know how we move, n-gga
hop out getting bracket, no chatting, you get removed, n-gga
he know how we rocking, he try me, then he a fool, n-gga
he wanna be famous, his tryout gon’ be the news, n-gga
flag red, forever dead, don’t get your head split
like i said, we dead pres, we on that dead sh-t
number two, we banging no pencil, we got the lead b-tch
police hit the lights,we keep driving like they ain’t sayin’ sh-t
tattoos on my body, they symbolize who love me
mama always calling, she know i be where the thugs be
gang banging, they know i hang where the crips and bloods be
choppers chop your block, we get active like we on pubg
don’t care bout no b-tch pocket [?], ’cause they filled with blue cheese
stick a [?] with a d-ck, i throw bullets, just call me drew brees
these n-ggas on my d-ck, man, i swear they gon’ need some new knees
this at 5:59, and by 6, i shot him like two three
like two three, lil [?] with me, he ready to k!ll
said he keep talking, twist your top and pop your ass like a pill
bpl b-tch, yeah, you big stepping, you must not wanna live
got tupac with me ,my baba know he keep me out the seal
let’s ride
east side, i’m big sliding, we been sliding, they knew that
they been dying, we slang iron, they bust shots, we drew back
we fly her out, she ain’t tryna f-ck, make one call, she flew back
n-ggas know me, i bang hard, you talk loud, get blew back
lil’ bop, n-gga, no top, n-gga, my pants sag, one brown flag
that last n-gga got did bad, smoked him and dropped no cash
don’t diss me, i’m gon’ crash, bandana wrapped around both mags
that glizzy got a lil’ 30 d-ck, bust both yall, now y’all both flat
[chorus]
ho cheese, these n-ggas hoes, ridin’ ’round, we slangin’ o
glock game, we taking souls, up n-ggas, we takin’ poles
up n-ggas, we takin’ poles, paris with me, know how it go
ridin’ ’round, this [?] drop, i’m talkin’ sh-t ’cause i’m off a roll
ho cheese, these n-ggas hoes, ridin’ ’round, we slangin’ o
glock game, we taking souls, up n-ggas, we takin’ poles
up n-ggas, we takin’ poles, paris with me, know how it go
ridin’ ’round, this [?] drop, i’m talkin’ sh-t ’cause i’m off a roll

- bop tyquan

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