letra de gotta - ernest (uz)
[«gotta» lyrics]
[verse 1: zoddy]
boy, you don’t want any problems
riding in foreigns, we buss up the scene
please, don’t come out after hours
back out the choppa, we gon make a scene
get to the bag, gotta stick and move
know we gon buss maneuvers
slide on a opp, we don’t pick and choose
last night he made the news
pull up, hop out
opp thot give me mattah, no
ride round, bent blocks
not nice, like i’m baka, no
pull up, i’m flexing in balmains
juggin for p’s, then hop in the v
gang in the spot early morning
applying the pressure, thеy folding, no
word to my brodie, gon brush em
not for nothing, we might shoot you for nothing, huh
said you was down, but you wasn’t
why plottin, wе might shoot up the function, huh
you know, i ride for the guys
alhamdulillah, i’m on a wave
we make a movie tonight
we making movies tonight, yeah
[verse 2: ernest]
(p-r-r) por que estan tan frio?
lil’ b-tch, you can calling me tio
i’m in london like bia, with paper like mia
cartier glasses, cause i don’t wanna see ya
you can come to my house, galleria
throwing my punches, garcia
playing with me? bad idea
ice on my body, but i gotta stay (hot-hot)
cruising around in my drop top
f-ck up some commas? why not?
nah, i can’t f-ck with (a-a)
nah, i can’t f-ck with a opp thot
cooking up at the kitchen like d-block
my ambitions the same as key glock’s
i don’t f-ck with that sh-t in the zip-lock
i can’t f-ck with them b-tches, i’m special
put my fashion on another level
got a rollie two-tone presidental
you don’t know me, so stay out my mentions
and she don’t know n0body that’s better
in her p-ssy, i’m makin it wetter
with my squad and we down for whatever
money raining, we changing the weather
[chorus: zoddy]
f-ck all the talk, yeah
i’m on my grind, pay em no mind
when i got to work, yeah
i’m putting time and i’m putting pain, i ain’t selling my soul, yeah
cause we bout that action again
we finna pop out again
chasing these motherf-cking backends again, right
f-ck all the talk, yeah
i’m on my grind, pay em no mind
when i got to work, yeah
i’m putting time and i’m putting pain, i ain’t selling my soul, yeah
cause we bout that action again
we finna pop out again
chasing these motherf-cking backends again, right
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