letra de ran thru - db.boutabag
[intro: db.boutabag]
(kids next door)
hey
i’m ’bout a bag, ain’t gotta ask me
[verse 1: db.boutabag]
b-tch, i do this talkin’ on my mic’, i don’t need no celly
n-gga, dead stock my shoes, designer my belly
b-tch, i got this gold grill in my mouth, why i feel like nelly?
baby suck my b-lls and she barely met me
b-tch, i do my dougie on my own, i don’t need no help
versache [?] brighter than a b-tch, this my only belt
i’m smokin’ gas, you be smokin’ sh-t that’s bottom shelf
granny told me, “wanna get it done? then do it by yourself”
i like my city g’s high, i don’t f-ck with lows
them airpods buck, n-gga, these the pros
the b-tches you be hangin’ ’round buck, you ain’t got no hoes
[?] n-gga who said somethin’ was hurt and couldn’t keep a roll
in the city with my woadies, let’s go bape shoppin’
the way they chase me in the mall make me hate shoppin’
the way i’m diggin’ in her jaws got her face lockin’
pass the ball to twin, he gon’ pop just like klay thompson
[chorus: db.boutabag]
ayy, it’s just me and you
just me and you, you could bring your friends too
my friends, who? all my friends ran through
now she shakin’ ass and playin’ with my bamboo, ayy, ayy
baby, it’s just me and you
just me and you, you could bring your friends too
my friends, who? all my friends ran through
now she shakin’ ass and playin’ with my bamboo, n-gga
[verse 2: ralfy the plug]
all these hoes ran through
used to see the strap she use on her onlyfans too
all my n-ggas sendin’ bullets, i ain’t the only cam newton
don’t be mad at your b-tch, she ain’t the only d-mn choosey
diamonds breakdancin’, doin’ sh-t from dance movies
he ain’t want no money, he just in it for the groupies
chopper got a switch like some sh-t from call of duty
we got some real money, not the sh-t you see in movies
this ain’t edd or the money you had from lootin’
them ain’t even si’s, them stones you got was cubic
i can never love a broke b-tch, they so useless
pourin’ all this wockhardt, b-tch, i’m a drug abuser
n-ggas better keep they b-tch away from me ’cause i’m a user
it’s a bunch of fly n-ggas in my circle, you a loser
that’s an fn five-seven, lil’ n-gga, that’s not a ruger
and it came equipped with a drum, not a ruler
the plug
[chorus: db.boutabag]
ayy, it’s just me and you
just me and you, you could bring your friends too
my friends, who? all my friends ran through
now she shakin’ ass and playin’ with my bamboo, ayy, ayy
baby, it’s just me and you
just me and you, you could bring your friends too
my friends, who? all my friends ran through
now she shakin’ ass and playin’ with my bamboo, n-gga
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