letra de catch up - coach joey & damjonboi
[chorus ?]
[?]
but these n-ggas never got no cash [?]
[?] cannot talk to me
my voice worth money, and it cost like a fee
you know i keep the strap [?] me
imma let a n-gga go, if he ever try to play about mine
[?] bankroll on me
heard you stack that lil ten, you gon have to catch up with mine
[verse 1 ?]
got the head from your b-tch, now i’m stabbin off
hundred rounds on this b-tch, [?] knock a family off
n-ggas p-ssy, they don’t wanna cross my tairitory
in the club with them k!llers, and they paranoid
red bandana hanging out my pocket
your b-tch pulled up to my hood, she thought she was in bomptin
main b-tch bad, [?] as f-ck
laughing at these lame n-ggas, cause they goofy as f-ck
where i’m from, n-ggas get k!lled for a chain or some buffs
phone on do not disturb, took my b-tch out to lunch
heard n-ggas talking greezy, can’t be talking to us
sent them b-tches to the west, and package them up
[chorus ?]
[?]
but these n-ggas never got no cash [?]
[?] cannot talk to me
my voice worth money, and it cost like a fee
you know i keep the strap [?] me
imma let a n-gga go, if he ever try to play about mine
[?] bankroll on me
heard you stack that lil ten, you gon have to catch up with mine
[verse 2 ?]
i been having money, this ain’t new to me
all these rappers cuffing thots, you a fool to me
i’m ’bout to cop a yacht, f-ck this jewelry
talking crazy on the phone, we’ll see
bought a brand new crib by the water
how she suck it like that? her mama tought her
fresh off a [?], i’m tired, b-tch
imma stack a hundred mill before i retire, b-tch
come and suck my d-ck while i count this sh-t
these real hundreds, these not counterfeit
i got [?] the long way
tryna count this sh-t by hand, it’s gon be all day
[chorus ?]
[?]
but these n-ggas never got no cash [?]
[?] cannot talk to me
my voice worth money, and it cost like a fee
you know i keep the strap [?] me
imma let a n-gga go, if he ever try to play about mine
[?] bankroll on me
heard you stack that lil ten, you gon have to catch up with mine
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[verse 3: allstar jr]
every spot, i was employee of the month
for the dracs came, we was toating pumps
i fell off, my lil b-tch ain’t wanna talk
now every time a n-gga blink, this lil b-tch be tryna f-ck
[?] boring [?] weak as h-ll
the fans gon ignore you, right
hope you know [?] it’s over [?]
i’m really trippin, ain’t no n-gga that they overrate
pull up to the set, i’m just tryna spend some money
valay people like f-ck it, [?] scared to touch me
d-cks and tits on the sticks, b-tch, that’s how we coming
and i ain’t beefing with no n-ggas, that ain’t got no money
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