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letra de till the end - damjonboi

[intro]
(jose the plug)
yeah

[verse]
if i take the flight to cali, then they better have that cheddar
n-ggas out here stealin’ sauce, f-ckin’ up the recipe (sh-t)
big blood, 5 life, you know they gon’ step for me
might skip trial, b-tch, i’m gone, ain’t no catchin’ me
bosses at my table, call turtle up, i want some quagen
she gon’ eat the d-ck up and leave, that’s why she my favorite
everything i wear a thousand up, this sh-t far from basic
srts back to back to back, it look like we racin’
tie his ass up, drag his body in the f-ckin’ bas-m-nt
been goin’ dumb around this b-tch before i dropped capers
had to show them boys who really do it, now he leakin’ fluid
still got my practice jersey on, i’m just gettin’ to it
red squad, b-tch, yeah, but my ice look the bluest
got into a shootout at the store, blood on my louis
baby chop look like call of duty, b-tch, this ain’t no uzi
got a drug addiction, i might pop a perc and drink a smoothie
all that playin’ around, you gon’ get your brains cooked
we gon’ burn the f-ckin’ city down, i get my chain took
i heard blood wrote a book, sick you came [?]
they say jonboi back, that n-gga spazzin’ out (that right)
on rodeo with my b-tch, and we cashin’ out (that right)
told that b-tch, “if i’m payin’ rent, then i’ma trap it out”
big-body benz, clutch fn when i’m backin’ out (skrrt-skrrt)
we ain’t gotta wait ’til later on, we can tag him now
you puttin’ hearts under that b-tch picture, i be smackin’ out
told my young n-gga get his pape’ and don’t be crashin’ out
b-tch, stop playin’ (yeah), you know who got them bands
and i don’t give a f-ck about your man
blood got back to the city, popped up with a hundred grand
don’t be f-ckin’ with my money, and don’t be f-ckin’ with my fam’
free my motherf-ckin’ n-ggas, b-tch, i’m thuggin’ ’til the end
yeah

- damjonboi

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