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letra de letter to the opps - bouff

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(bouff on da beat again)
they said bouff can’t do drill you feel me? so i had to get bacc on this sh-t you know?
b-tch ass n-ggas (checc it)
gang (let’s go)

heard the opp blocc talkin’ so we came thru then we dipped and dashed
my man dont do no talkin’, fucc that sh-t we dont do chit chat
if a man talk down, we up him
casket closed, man ah change the topic
im the man, main topic of discussion
opps stay mad, they can’t change up the subject
man ah walk down dripped in gucci, stay with the fn just like lucci
my bro on the left throw b’s, my cro on the right throw c’s
my b-tch got triple new d’s, dont call my phone its on dnd
tell her i ain’t got no time quit ring my line, feel like lb spliffs
stepped in with my g’s in the bando, shoes got g’s and g’s
all my opps wear jesus pieces
treat em like reese how we leave em in pieces
treat dem man like a skii trip
see em on the roads then we get to stomping
what you think that the skeng is for?
name a price that we can’t afford
big gun make you bend like beckham
hand out shots like my name was rashford
my bro doing plays in the jailhouse
other one doing plays up in pheonix
i got peng ting’s sending me nudes on snap
bad chicc’s wanna fucc with the gang
yeo bacc in the day never talk to the man
but nowadays gyal catch flight for the man
free all my dawgs thats locc’d in the cage
man like shhh got caught with a ratch but its calm
cuz you know that he came bacc out
dem man said that they can’t be fazed
so we did like tay, came bacc with k’s
when they seen 4 man hopping out of the 4×4 (.44)
dem man did the race

heard the opp blocc talkin’ so we came thru then we dipped and dashed
my man dont do no talkin’, fucc that sh-t we dont do chit chat
if a man talk down, we up him
casket closed, man ah change the topic
im the man, main topic of discussion
opps stay mad, they can’t change up the subject
man ah walk down dripped in gucci, stay with the fn just like lucci
my bro on the left throw b’s, my cro on the right throw c’s
my b-tch got triple new d’s, dont call my phone its on dnd
tell her i ain’t got no time quit ring my line, feel like lb spliffs
(murder on my mind, i see it everyday) x3
(i see it everyday) x2

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