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letra de s2g - eddison

s2g lyrics
[chorus: eddison]
yeah, i’m walkin’ in with the money
i walk in this b-tch with all of the money
i f-ck on that b-tch, put my d-ck in her tummy
i swear to god (uh), swear to god (uh), swear to god (uh), swear to god (uh)
swear to god (uh), swear to god (uh), swear to god (uh), swear to god (uh)
borrow your receipt, borrow your receipt
borrow your receipt, you ain’t got no money
i got some guap and it came with some cheese
i got that new b-tch, she vietnamese
i gotta pop on a xan ‘fore i sip on the lean
the rocks out, watch, i’m really a fiend

[verse 1: eddison]
b-tch, we the best, i’m the best, i’m still in the panamеra
i’m on a perk and i’m f-ckin’ that b-tch and it sound like a hammer
thеse n-ggas broke, i swear that they need money
these n-ggas ain’t men, i swear that they need pampers
i’m off the xan, and the xan, and the xan, and the xan, and the xan, and the xan again
uhh, yeah, gimme the one [?]
hop in that b-tch, yeah, [?], you can’t even see me now
we finna spin that block, you better not go take a walk
i just popped another stick, i’m noddin’ off
uhh-uhh, uhh-uhh
uhh-uhh, ooooh
[chorus: eddison]
yeah, i’m walkin’ in with the money
i walk in this b-tch with all of the money
i f-ck on that b-tch, put my d-ck in her tummy
i swear to god (uh), swear to god (uh), swear to god (uh), swear to god (uh)
swear to god (uh), swear to god (uh), swear to god (uh), swear to god (uh)
borrow your receipt, borrow your receipt
borrow your receipt, you ain’t got no money
i got some guap and it came with some cheese
i got that new b-tch, she vietnamese
i gotta pop on a xan ‘fore i sip on the lean
the rocks out, watch, i’m really a fiend

[interlude: christ dillinger]
i’m higher than him

[verse 2: christ dillinger]
p-ssy ass n-ggas, [?] can’t follow back
boy, i heard your track, cut that off, that sh-t f-ckin’ wack
i get up on the beat, heat it up, i’m the sauna
me and edd ran up a bag, and i’m coppin’ that
textin’ mama, i was freakin’ that
know i got h-lla racks, text your b-tch and i won’t give her back
ran up a bag off these raps
[?], aphrodisiac
i’m with the crew, and we sippin’ on goose
we sat up with the blue, i feel like dj screw
r.i.p dj screw, boy, you know how we do
n-gga run up on me, choppa knock his crew loose
i’m rockin’ moncler, this not canada goose
in love with the x and it make me feel loose
designer, designer, designer, [?] in rick owens, [?]
i told my b-tch, might aswell get on the chat
please don’t mention your ex ’cause that n-gga’s a pest
i’ma always be real, so you don’t gotta stress
’cause you know i’m the best, ’cause i want to impress
we poppin’ a xan and it’s pressed
ain’t no fentanyl drugs, they just from cvs
b-tch love my b-tch, and all three of us lift
my b-tch f-ckin’ with me ’cause she know i’m the sh-t
too much ice on my wrist, it’s gon’ f-ck up the pic
intercepted his pack like he just threw a pick
i can’t f-ck with no broke b-tch, she ridin’ the d-ck
she can’t f-ck with you because you has been sick
forty-two on my wrist and it’s makin’ ’em sick
one day i’ll be up, i know they can see it
ayy, you count the guap, gotta prove it
x and the rocks got me zooted
look at my cup, it’s polluted
hop from that trackhawk, that jeep [?]
n-ggas be mad ’cause they b-tches is choosin’
[chorus: eddison]
yeah, i’m walkin’ in with the money
i walk in this b-tch with all of the money
i f-ck on that b-tch, put my d-ck in her tummy
i swear to god (uh), swear to god (uh), swear to god (uh), swear to god (uh)
swear to god (uh), swear to god (uh), swear to god (uh), swear to god (uh)
borrow your receipt, borrow your receipt
borrow your receipt, you ain’t got no money
i got some guap and it came with some cheese
i got that new b-tch, she vietnamese
i gotta pop on a xan ‘fore i sip on the lean
the rocks out, watch, i’m really a-

- eddison

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