letra de aim - dom corleo
[intro: dom corleo]
got a big ass gat every time i walk out the bank
got a big .23 on my hip, yeah, i let it bang
the b-tch way too d-mn smart, yeah, she give me brain
told that b-tch to watch his mouth ’cause my shooter got a little bit of aim
(this is a slump audios exclusive)
ayy, yeah
yeah, yeah
[chorus: dom corleo]
i like to count up them racks with my thumbs
b-tch give me head, oh yeah, b-tch goin’ dumb
i get too high, get too high off them runts
i’m smokin’ that gas, got that pressure in my lungs
got a big ass gat every time i walk out the bank
got a big .23 on my hip, yeah, i let it bang
the b-tch way too d-mn smart, yeah, she give me brain
told that b-tch to watch his mouth ’cause my shootеr got a little bit of aim
[verse 1: kidsubi]
look at this [?]
she wanna f-ck ’cause shе know that we up and we finna be stars
came a long way, and we goin’ far
now i’m on the d-mn top
started from the bottom, we finally up
now i’m countin’, and i know you not
didn’t have to sell my soul
i cannot let that go
you still hatin’ and doin’ the most
why you buggin’, that sh-t on my phone
i’m tryna to like it, and then i go ghost
how you hatin’ but you in a rut?
had to do it all by my lone’
know we poppin’ sh-t on my own
i been puttin’ in work, now i’m legit
been in the game, doin’ this since a jit
hear no talkin’, so you know i don’t miss
designer bags on me when i rock a fit
got the bag on me when you look at my fit
been goin’ crazy, goin’ dumb
i’m smokin’ that gas in my lungs
tried to press me, now he done
[verse 2: dom corleo]
i blew a bag on that crystal
pull off in that big body fisker
she blowin’ my d-ck like a whistle
boy, i’m in this sh-t, better win
real runner, got a pack comin’ in
too official when i hold the advance
i mix up a little quagen with the gin
woah, girl, i can’t wait to get you home
get you in that room and then i do you wrong
don’t forget what i told your ass ’bout callin’ my phone
i need my sp-ce, i like to be alone
[chorus: dom corleo]
i like to count up them racks with my thumbs
b-tch give me head, oh yeah, b-tch goin’ dumb
i get too high, get too high off them runts
i’m smokin’ that gas, got that pressure in my lungs
got a big ass gat every time i walk out the bank
got a big .23 on my hip, yeah, i let it bang
the b-tch way too d-mn smart, yeah, she give me brain
told that b-tch to watch his mouth ’cause my shooter got a little bit of aim
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