letra de flu - chief keef
[chorus]
i pull up, baby, and it’s magic
i hop up out the car, niggas talk, “what’s crackin’?”
i pull up with the things, you know it’s tragic
this b-tch all up on my thing, you know it’s the fabric
i pulled up blingin’, you know it’s the jewels
horse shoes on my pockets, you know them the trues
only money call my phone, these b-tches send me nudes
all this ice on my body and she give me flu
[verse 1]
all this ice on my body, all this ice on my body
all this money in my pocket make hoes do the nasty nasty
she got right to the topping, i’ma put her out probably
i was screamin’ “cowabunga” ’cause her head so f-ckin’ gnarly
then i got right to the paper, right to the paper
i’m a paper chaser, gotta run, i’ll see you later
i’m a rastifari, i don’t need a taper
i don’t cr-p out, b-tch, i don’t need a faker
[chorus]
i pull up, baby, and it’s magic
i hop up out the car, niggas talk, “what’s crackin’?”
i pull up with the things, you know it’s tragic
this b-tch all up on my thing, you know it’s the fabric
i pulled up blingin’, you know it’s the jewels
horse shoes on my pockets, you know them the trues
only money call my phone, these b-tches send me nudes
all this ice on my body and she give me flu
[verse 2]
i got niggas that gon’ shoot for me, b-tches that gon’ go for me
b-tches gon’ locally, b-tches gon’ globally
b-tches think they aiko, gotta suck my groceries
b-tches think i’m geico, do i look like a chameleon?
can’t wait to be a billionaire, wanna be a trillionaire
i ain’t no f-ckin’ wannabe, i wanna be my d-mn self
i’m gonna be a trillionaire, i’m gonna be a billionaire
she like, “chief sosa, where you goin’?” i’m gonna be a billionaire
[chorus]
i pull up, baby, and it’s magic
i hop up out the car, niggas talk, “what’s crackin’?”
i pull up with the things, you know it’s tragic
this b-tch all up on my thing, you know it’s the fabric
i pulled up blingin’, you know it’s the jewels
horse shoes on my pockets, you know them the trues
only money call my phone, these b-tches send me nudes
all this ice on my body and she give me flu
i pull up, baby, and it’s magic
i hop up out the car, niggas talk, “what’s crackin’?”
i pull up with the things, you know it’s tragic
this b-tch all up on my thing, you know it’s the fabric
i pulled up blingin’, you know it’s the jewels
horse shoes on my pockets, you know them the trues
only money call my phone, these b-tches send me nudes
all this ice on my body and she give me flu
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