letra de dgaf - dcth4g
[intro]
i don’t like, i-i-i don’t like n0body, b-tch
[chorus]
i’m just steady stackin’ up (i’m just steady stackin’ up)
i’m just steady gettin’ bucks, n-gga (i’m just steady gettin’ bucks, n-gga, what)
you know i’m steady goin’ up (know i’m steady goin’ up)
and i just do not give a f-ck, n-gga (and i just do not give a f-ck, n-gga, what)
this money on me gettin’ stuck, n-gga
i got your b-tch, she wanna f-ck, n-gga (yeah)
and i ain’t hangin’ with the f-ck n-ggas (uh)
gotta keep that sh-t a hundred, be a buck with em, yeah
[verse 1]
yeah, know that i’m keepin’ it real
yeah, know that i’m keepin’ it trill
yeah, know that i’m keepin’ it p, n-gga
play with the gang, you get k!lled
yeah, n-gga get popped like a pill
i ain’t talkin’ no drink, but that dude gettin’ spilled
yeah, my flow f-ckin’ sick, yeah, my sh-t be ill
yeah, i feel like i’m weezy, i ran up a mil
ran up a milli, a milli, uh huh
n-gga wan’ play and we k!ll em, uh huh
yeah, we keepin’ it p, we the realest, uh huh
i don’t f-ck with the snakes, i ain’t slitherin’, nah
b-tch, i gotta run up my digits
that n-gga get wiped like i’m cleanin’ the dishes
your b-tch in the back and she rubbin’ up on me, she rubbin’ me like i be grantin’ her wishes
that b-tch goin’ brazy, she giving me kisses
glock hit a n-gga, that boy on the hit list
keep goin’ up, i swear i’m so gifted
gotta thank god every day for the mission
gotta thank god every day that i’m up
and i gotta thank god that i’m gettin’ this paper
these n-ggas, they mad, they some motherf-ckin’ haters
i know that they hate, but we great, and they ain’t us
makin’ them hits, n-gga, finna get famous
stuck in the dirt, but them n-ggas wan’ blame us
keep it a hundred and get you some paper
don’t give a f-ck what these n-ggas be saying, b-tch
[chorus]
i’m just steady stackin’ up (i’m just steady stackin’ up)
i’m just steady gettin’ bucks, n-gga (i’m just steady gettin’ bucks, n-gga, what)
you know i’m steady goin’ up (know i’m steady goin’ up)
and i just do not give a f-ck, n-gga (and i just do not give a f-ck, n-gga, what)
this money on me gettin’ stuck, n-gga
i got your b-tch, she wanna f-ck, n-gga (yeah)
and i ain’t hangin’ with the f-ck n-ggas (uh)
gotta keep that sh-t a hundred, be a buck with em, yeah
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