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letra de all falls down - ebk bckdoe

[intro]
(moneybagmont, you making hits)

[chorus]
you see my icy 24, i feel like verde bab
broke that b-tch down a hundred ways, i feel like curtis bang
line you up and probably pull the move, i feel like joseph kay
when everything went sideways, you ain’t blow the k
you probably feel like bckdoe, i feel like mani lott
i heard he got dribbled on ’cause he ain’t blow the wop
this b-tch steady got her hand out but she ain’t give me nothing
she think i want her cooty cat, she finna give me something
[verse 1]
why you always in a mood? i feel like jay fully
catch me in a—uh—with the—with like еight fullies
shut this b-tch down out of town, she brought some cakе to me
d-mn near finna lash the weed man, he brought some shake to me
i took the [?] off the [?], i feel like a-bliccy
finna pull the move and pop the door, finna paint fifty
i’m finna sell your baby mama for like eight-fifty
i was off this pink 10, she gave me [?]
but aye, n-gga, i’m on the road
that’s not respectable, i just heard that n-gga told again
i had to cut the older homie off, he broke the code again
i took lil—on a—shh—that n-gga froze again

[verse 2]
she think i want her thoot box, she finna sell it for me
send that b-tch overseas or she gon’ mail it for me
gang tats, steady on my ass, i think they telling on me
n-gga, this a hundred dollar eighth, i know you smell it on me
b-tch, i’m so self-conscious
she blowing up my phone, watch how quick i block it
she think she h-lla foreign but this b-tch from stockton
rollies and watches, b-tch, i cop ’em
i’ll wipe a n-gga nose, i’m finna slime again
that b-tch broke with no cho, she on that time again
your brother told and got rolled, he dropped a dime again
this 24, this real gold, aye, what’s that line again?
[chorus]
you see my icy 24, i feel like verde bab
broke that b-tch down a hundred ways, i feel like curtis bang
line you up and probably pull the move, i feel like joseph kay
when everything went sideways, you ain’t blow the k
you probably feel like bckdoe, i feel like mani lott
i heard he got dribbled on ’cause he ain’t blow the wop
this b-tch steady got her hand out but she ain’t give me nothing
she think i want her cooty cat, she finna give me something

- ebk bckdoe

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