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letra de slatt season 3 - drego & beno

[intro: beno]
kilo made this
beep, beep
i’ve been standin’ in the kitchen, ayy, yeah
we did all that sh-t n-ggas rap about
dawg, if i ain’t got my stick, i’ma scr-p it out
brrt, bah

[verse 1: beno]
i supply the pack, boy, you work the house
your b-tch, she suckin’ d-ck, you kissed her in her mouth
ridin’ around with the chop, i better not see you out
we find out where the opps be and we gon’ stake it out, uh
she sat up on my lap and hit the bay kid bounce, uh
i sat up in the chair, ran up like sixty thousand
i sent that sh-t to indy, made like thirty thousand

[verse 2: drego]
man, it’s brazy what you doin’ out of public housing
i check the mobile app to look at my deposit
it’s eleven in the clip, i feel like michael conley
told her read through the lines, b-tch get hooked on phonics
oh, she keep talkin’ trips out to punta cana

[verse 3: beno]
i’d rather be with you, i feel like boosie collins
i k!ll n-ggas for that pay, n-gga, with no problem
ridin’ ’round town, i feel like ricky in the maserati
i wonder if they gon’ treat me like drake if i hit toronto
i’m just really tryna hide this five hundred thousand

[verse 4: gt]
i just made all this sh-t out the f-ckin’ mounts
walked in with the strap, i’m good with the bounce
act tough in this b-tch, we get to surroundin’
so much paper comin’ in, we need an accountant
we just ran through a pint, it’s makin’ me drowsy
i ain’t gon’ talk about that bag with you, n-gga, unless you really catchin’
chillin’ at the table while he bled and that lil’ n-gga pressed him

[verse 5: drego]
man, she a pyt saddity b-tch
the lil’ dumb b-tch asked me if i’m really rich
b-tch, do you see my ‘fit?
how you trappin’ for some months, dawg? you ain’t even come back rich
oh, now i get it, i see y’all in your bag and sh-t
i can flip it and triple off my last and sh-t
sh-t, do they love me? or ’cause i’m in my bag and sh-t?
i get to bustin’ as soon you try to grab a stick
they know i’m slime, i ain’t havin’ it
i can’t go broke, lil’ ho, i’m p. diddy rich
i can’t go broke, lil’ ho, we already rich
i told him leave the mask for some extra grip

[verse 6: gt]
i just made a triple-double off my last -ssist
in the club drippin’ hard, n-gga splashin’ cris’
that lil’ petty -ss money, i wasn’t flashin’ sh-t
i’m sittin’ back at the loft while i bag and zip

[verse 7: drego]
i sit back and watch him ball while i bag his b-tch
you gon’ turn to chris paul and probably p-ss the stick
i swear we get the right call, then we all get rich
i sit back and laugh at all the n-ggas that switched

- drego beno

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