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letra de out on bond - duwap kaine

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[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse]
b-tch, i’m not talkin’ ’bout iphone when i just said i made an air drop (d-mn, d-mn, d-mn)
v-vvs fit with them teardrops (d-mn, d-mn)
f-ckin’ your ho and i’m makin’ her bed rock (d-mn)
i read the money, f-ck a bookshop
i’m makin’ edibles in a crockpot
dolce gabbana my flip-flops
whippin’ that pot, n-gga, ’til my wrist lock
got long hair, i don’t got a flat top
love totin’ guns ’cause my brother chop
i do not f-ck with 911, i do not see myself being a cop
i only see myself at the top
i just see f-ck n-ggas being opps
i’m a young n-gga, sir flex-a-lot
when in the f-ck the beat gon’ drop? (woo)
where my bros with a thot?
flex music, no, this not hip-hop
hit him with a sig, n-gga, and he hip and he hop
uppin’ my pistol whеn i’m finna hop
can’t trust the plug, n-gga, i got set up
i’m goin’ through it, you said, “keep your head up”
not ’bout thеse b-tches, man, i’m ’bout the cheddar
you know you a b-tch, you a rumor spreader
i swear to god i do it better
two rap b-tches, yeah, salt-n-pepa
i spent a thousand dollars on a sweater
just to wear that sh-t in any weather
slow, i swear that all of these b-tches be slow
right at the store, right at the citgo
and i’m in jail, but i don’t need stove
’cause i’m finna bond out, finna go, go, go

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