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letra de straight o.g. - boy froot

[froot]
what the f-ck we waitin’ for, boy froot world tour
get my -ss on stage and i pull out my katana sword
go into a rage, cut up dolci and gabbana scarves
smoke a little sage, and i snort a couple xanax bars
spit a line or two and i warn em bout the froot
if he come up to you, better run and hide too
anything you f-cking do, not enough he on the move
and the stuff you thought was true no longer applies to you
let’s cook some meth, mr. blue, heisenberg on the move
on the curb that i swerve, then i come up to you
driveby on yo -ss and i pick up all your cash
gta style and the cops won’t have that
chasin’ me for miles and i’m blazin’ wit the top back
smoke the purple haze and i go through my d-mn sack
isn’t it amazing that this stuff can make you so relaxed?
though my name is jason, don’t you dare f-cking call me that

[hook]
i’m straight o.g
i’m always smokin’ trees
k!ll my enemies when they come up to me
got my blade on
always finna use it
never in the wrong
boy froot that’s how i do it

[sharxxx]
you don’t know me i’m that late night jason type
chasin’ b-tches down while i’m tastin’ pipe [?]
pretty soon you tastin’ pipe, but it’s f-cking led
i don’t share my weed, i just give you beatdowns
but i don’t care they always free
call on me and froot if you need a f-cking lesson done
we show you how the west is won, b-tch shift mob, depressive tongue
hoes we leave a mess of em, dead or left in stretchers son
you don’t want to test if my vest is on
cuz i’m comin’ back from the dead no matter how you play them cards
you can bury sharxxx, you can leave me layin’ in yo yard
but i’m poppin’ out the dirt like a prairie dog
you said you was clairvoyant but you didn’t see this sh-t in them tarot cards
hit you with the right hook very hard
then i get another pack of swishers at the dairy mart
straight to the point like adult friend finder
if you forgettin sharxxx then i’m givin you b-tches reminders
marijuana pipe in the pants carry a lighter
yup for the mob, got pistols for the biters [?]
2014 is the year of the froot
you be like please don’t shoot
but then we be like too late, then fire them pieces at you
[?] since 2002
you got that beat and i’m followin’ you
[???wat]
i’m like travis, why you imitatin’ that n-gga?

[hook]

- boy froot

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