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letra de teamwork - cypress moreno, fenix flexin & bravo the bagchaser

[verse 1: fenix flexin]
me and bravo locked in, it’s some mo sh-t
f-ck a n-gga do, we gon’ pour up a whole brick
n-gga talk sl!ck, hit his ass with a 4 5th
get a n-gga split, just for f-cking my old b-tch
i was on the road, checking dough out a ho b-tch
i’ma dive in that p-ssy, wet like the ocean
i’ma up the heater, baby[?] leaving them frozen
i don’t even smoke, catch an opp, i’ma smoke him
catch him in the club, f-ck around, i’ma poke him
close a n-gga shop, leaving him open
if i up a glock, bet it squirt like some losion
heating up the pot, make it lock with some coke in
i don’t f-ck with shawty, ’cause she broke and she broken
just tryna keep it low, but i ain’t evеr [?]
do [?] his mama, watch that b-tch [?]
me and all my n-ggas, boy, we sicker than covid

[chorus: fenix flexin]
drop a bag on thе opps, paying [?]
fenix flexin, i’m with bravo, we the don doddas
[?] got the chicken pocks, i’ma red dot him
i stomp a n-gga out in these red bottoms
i pull this glock out, i’m tryna headshot him
free my n-gga out that jam, d-mn, the feds got him
we them n-ggas put your homie on a t-shirt
me and bravo did a drill, n-gga, teamwork
[verse 2: bravo the bagchaser]
i’m him, b-tch
came to win, b-tch
hit his top, light up, i’ma hit sh-t
i need money, so i’m f-cking on a rich b-tch
i was hitting homeruns, running in your crib, b-tch
i’m on it
plotting on a bag, early in the morning
counting money, loading choppers, b-tch, i’m zoning
don’t speak on it, if you don’t kow sh-t
how you real? but you really on ho sh-t
count a 50 ball, right before i go to bed
f-ck the studio, i’m finna hit the trap instead
i’m finna do a walk up, with this hoodie on
pour a four in my sprite, get my muddy on
b-tch, fast life in a foreign
that’s your b-tch, on god, she going
don’t hit my line, if it ain’t really ’bout a bag, b-tch
ain’t no asking where i’m at, i’m in my bag, b-tch

[chorus: fenix flexin]
drop a bag on the opps, paying [?]
fenix flexin, i’m with bravo, we the don doddas
[?] got the chicken pocks, i’ma red dot him
i stomp a n-gga out in these red bottoms
i pull this glock out, i’m tryna headshot him
free my n-gga out that jam, d-mn, the feds got him
we them n-ggas put your homie on a t-shirt
me and bravo did a drill, n-gga, teamwork

- cypress moreno fenix flexin bravo the bagchaser

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