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letra de lands - eli fross

[intro]
falayho, falayho, falayho falayho
ju know the, ju know the, ju know the drill
boom (doo doo doo, doo doo doo, doo doo doo, doot)
falayho, falayho, falayho gang
euro, euro
boom boom boom
look

[chorus]
tell me what is the problem b-tch?
easy score, iguodala b-tch
big glocks, no problem b-tch
got a safe, can’t deposit sh-t
and i stay with them hungry k!llers, driller villains, shooter n-ggas, you can’t go hiding
how you gon’ come for us, run from us, duck from us, k!llers move in silence
i come from the lands where n-ggas get shot, quick
need guns, can’t pop sh-t
can’t share no glock, b-tch
’cause everyone on some opp sh-t
and please don’t ask me sh-t
hollywood, young n-gga from the gutter
can’t trust n0body, no b-tch, only god and my mother (boom)

[verse 1]
my b-tch is boujee, she make me smile, and she love the way i feed her
we be f-ckin’ all through the clouds, the jet made her freaky
smokin’ gas, i just bought a pound, gg keep me stable
in the trap had to move around, different bills on the table
po mad that i smoke, tell them the judge give me sentence
2po i just smoke, ’cause it prevent me from k!lling
opposition a joke, seen them on television
while i sit back i smoke, having my b-tch suck me senseless
i’m just grinding, tryna shine, give a f-ck who you are
all my diamonds match my watches since i hopped off the porch
live on the island, big house, tryna live like a star
can’t tell timin’ on my watches ’cause the tickin’ ain’t work
[chorus]
tell me what is the problem b-tch?
easy score, iguodala b-tch
big glocks, no problem b-tch
got a safe, can’t deposit sh-t
and i stay with them hungry k!llers, driller villains, shooter n-ggas, that can’t go hiding
how you gon’ come for us, run from us, duck from us, k!llers move in silence
i come from the lands where n-ggas get shot, quick
need guns, can’t pop sh-t
can’t share no glock, b-tch
’cause everyone on some opp sh-t
and please don’t ask me sh-t
hollywood, young n-gga from the gutter
can’t trust n0body, no b-tch, only god and my mother (boom)

[verse 2]
pray to god he dismiss the charges and i don’t get sentenced
as gorillas, we need the cardi, six thousand on pendants
cheap chains, i’m just rapping, started more haters than snitches
pray to god he forgive me for all the sins i committed
you n-ggas mad at me, i’m living lavishly, i’m on a roll
got the recipe, the way i’m cookin’ sh-t i need a show
gettin’ next to me, she suckin’ on my d-ck all down the roads
may he rest in peace, if he movin’ funny, gotta go

- eli fross

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