letra de damiv12 - damiv12
[verse 1]
so many skele’s in my closet lil b-tch, i should own a graveyard
reachin’ in my bag, but you don’t know what’s in my goyard
skele’s in my closet, i could build a thousand richard mille’s
if this was ’55 i’ll buy your ass and put you on the fields
you was once a lil jit always suckin’ on your momma breasties
now you a f-ckin’ dumb ass n-gga always on my testies
i’ll smack yo ass up with a kane, you a son to me lil n-gga
you ain’t rich like me, your money midget, can’t step to me lil n-gga
and i got hunnids top on hunnids top on hunnids top on f-cking hunnids
these n-gga’s want the sauce i ain’t no chef but i cook up with ease
you n-ggas acting childish, don’t know english, you a bunch of kids
f-ck b-tches on my d-ck don’t give a f-ck, i still stack up my cheese
got racks up on my racks, my money talkin’ fluent, speak in green
the way i stack these bills, you’d think i’m f-ckin’ workin’ ten to ten
this icе ain’t just for flexin’, i been cold since i steppеd on the scene
i stack this bread then spend it all then repeat this sh-t all again
[verse 2]
broke n-ggas f-cking hate em
all these dumb b-tches i play em
man, my money f-ckin’ stack em
all these whips they causin’ mayhem
all my diamonds f-ckin’ blinding
man my fashion so astounding
and i keep on f-ckin’ rising
when my cash just keeps on stacking
man i’m p-ssing on your stupid hoe, she thankful for my golden rain, wait
d-ck all in your stupid hoe, the kids inside swim lane to lane, wait
your stupid hoe gon’ beg for mo’, she never felt no nun like this, wait
i nut inside your stupid hoe, then give her back, don’t need her no more
[verse 3]
c-c-c-crashed the whip i was just swerving lanes from side to side
i copped a new whip that same day and crashed cause i’m just f-ckin’ high
i’m laughing at the damage ain’t no bill that i can’t f-ckin’ pay
these n-ggas want me to be sad and complain but fact is i ain’t on they f-ckin level
n-gga check the bezel
this a 2-tone watch
and all you n-ggas rocking g-shock
always suckin’ on my c-ck
and all you n-ggas always hating
always mad i’m at the top
don’t care for peasant p-ssy n-ggas
with no bands up in the pock
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