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letra de felon - daboii

[intro]
(meekonthebeat, so you know it’s a slap, huh)

[chorus: daboii]
yeah, i went to court in the morning, judge told me i’m a felon
ain’t wanna get up on that plane with all them ‘bows, i had to mail ’em
i can’t talk around you n-ggas, n-ggas hoes, you n-ggas tellin’
i had to make up for the l’s, so i put diamonds in my bezel
it be the closest n-ggas ’round, you gotta watch, them n-ggas jealous
whip a spread up in the store, i told that b-tch, “i’m from the ghetto”
i went to court in the morning, judge told me i’m a felon (felon)

[verse 1: daboii]
but you ain’t even on my level, you ain’t even a n-gga type
you tried to rapе me in the club, i told that b-tch to take a hikе
the ho broke than a b-tch, don’t give a f-ck, they payin’ a price
told that b-tch to get on top, she talkin’ ’bout, “i’m afraid of heights” (talkin’ ’bout, “i’m afraid of heights”)
uh, yeah, uh, you wanna certify your membership, then go and catch a beatin’
my son posin’ for the camera, throwin’ up the letter b
and it’s just me up in this race, i’m tryna get ahead of me
boy, you ain’t workin’, you ain’t grindin’, how is you gon’ ever eat? heard you was ot for a week and you ain’t even sell a p
got them b-tches sealed tight, you can’t even smell the weed
rap n-gga talkin’ crazy, chopper sing a melody
when i step in the building, everybody pledge allegiance
said he a rapper, but he out here thuggin’ and that’s that sh-t you sellin’ me?
you put your tongue in her mouth, that b-tch be suckin’ h-lla meat
yeah, in the club, park it up, b-tches like, “he h-lla mean”
on the gang, n-gga
[chorus: daboii]
yeah, i went to court in the morning, judge told me i’m a felon
ain’t wanna get up on that plane with all them ‘bows, i had to mail ’em
i can’t talk around you n-ggas, n-ggas hoes, you n-ggas tellin’
i had to make up for the l’s, so i put diamonds in my bezel
it be the closest n-ggas ’round, you gotta watch, them n-ggas jealous
whip a spread up in the store, i told that b-tch, “i’m from the ghetto”
i went to court in the morning, judge told me i’m a felon (on the gang, n-gga)

[verse 2: fwc big key]
judge told me i’m a felon, still got a mac-11 (still got it on me)
mike brown took some soul, still made it up to heaven (r.i.p. bro)
rest in peace to takeoff, that’s the reason i don’t gamble (i don’t shoot dice)
rest in peace to von, that’s the reason i don’t wrestle
i’m that youngin’ with more money than an og (no cap)
you tryna argue on the ‘gram, what you police? (n-gga)
i know a n-gga that’ll smoke you and he four feet (facts)
just know a n-gga ’bout to die if he troll me
only call my phone if it’s money or you got a drop
ridin’ in the car with a 380, boy, you tryna die?
stop tellin’ me your n-gga got hands, b-tch, i got a glock
head can get my last, lil’ brodie, that’s my ride or die
all that dissin’ on the ‘net, that’s what got him in the ‘spittle (no cap)
n-gga, i don’t even smoke, if it’s a opp, i’ma hit it
two other bros beefin’, now they got me in the middle
a n-gga k!ll my mans, we gon’ drop a n-gga with ’em (yeah)
[chorus: daboii]
yeah, i went to court in the morning, judge told me i’m a felon
ain’t wanna get up on that plane with all them ‘bows, i had to mail ’em
i can’t talk around you n-ggas, n-ggas hoes, you n-ggas tellin’
i had to make up for the l’s, so i put diamonds in my bezel
it be the closest n-ggas ’round, you gotta watch, them n-ggas jealous
whip a spread up in the store, i told that b-tch, “i’m from the ghetto”
i went to court in the morning, judge told me i’m a felon

[outro: daboii]
on the gang, n-gga

- daboii

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