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letra de ghetto - fbg young & fbg dutchie

[intro: fbg dutchie]
trap

[chorus: fbg dutchie]
b-tch, you know i keep my metal (keep that move)
can’t find no act’, can’t find no red, i’m sippin’ yellow
i flex a lot, i brung lil’ folks ‘nem from the ghetto (flat, fried)
i smoke the odor, sell the coke, you know the bezel (dope, gang, gang, gang)
i keep a ho, right? keyshia cole, she from the ghetto (woo, woo, woo, woo)
i popped them flats, f-cked up a sack, i got a check, ho
might catch a foreign just to whip it through the ghetto (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
then i’ma pull up on your lil’ ho like, “let’s go”
[verse 1: fbg young]
i’m ’bout my pesos, these n-ggas play-doh (sweet, though)
i’m the weed man, but my boys got that yayo (blow)
she a cutie, that b-tch bougie, i might pay, though (no)
no, i’m lyin’, came to my sensеs when this nu’ gone (nuski)
what is you on? backdoor get thе boof gone (bye)
take your move home, put her in my iphone (she bad)
boy, i sell that petro, she do what i say so (she do)
i’m expensive shopper, sippin’ dirty faygos (woah, woah)
rubberband my bankroll, ridin’ that durango (skrrt)
gettin’ head by my old b-tch, my new ho swear i’m faithful (silly b-tch)
no, lil’ ho, i can’t go, all these hoes, they gon’ go
my robins got the mumps, they knotted up like they got jumped on (bands, bands, bands)

[verse 2: fbg dutchie]
drop a six of the yellow
i’m smokin’ nu’ with your lil’ boo, she givin’ neck, though
but it’s lil’ boo and baldy, too, the reason i go
and then i thought about my yops like, “where my flats go?”
lil’ b-tch, i’m not no flat, ho, plus she not no flat b-tch
you can save that sh-t, i don’t trust these n-ggas
or these b-tches, i stay strapped, b-tch, move on that mack sh-t
trap money shawty put the money in his mattress
your favorite rapper an actress, he should get a oscar
flodgin’-ass impostor, your mans a k!ller, not ya
please don’t make me drop ya, infrared dot ya
stand over and top ya, glah-grrlah-glah ya, ayy (gang)
[chorus: fbg dutchie]
b-tch, you know i keep my metal (keep that move)
can’t find no act’, can’t find no red, i’m sippin’ yellow
i flex a lot, i brung lil’ folks ‘nem from the ghetto (flat, fried)
i smoke the odor, sell the coke, you know the bezel (dope, gang, gang, gang)
i keep a ho, right? keyshia cole, she from the ghetto (woo, woo, woo, woo)
i popped them flats, f-cked up a sack, i got a check, ho
might catch a foreign just to whip it through the ghetto (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
then i’ma pull up on your lil’ ho like, “let’s go”

- fbg young fbg dutchie

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