letra de books - fbg young
[chorus: fbg young]
ayy, okay, okay
dropped out of school, still got my books up
in the trap, it’s a cookoff, had to cook it up
smokin’ on moon rock, the dope gon’ lock up
that b-tch ass molly soft, we need to hookup
i told my baby mama, “i got you, stop the naggin’ stuff”
i cashed out fresh off the lot, i need the fastest one
h-llcat engine, flyin’ past you [?]
[?] when it’s passin’ ya, my new life got all classy stuff
[verse 1: fbg young]
ridin’ with the sickest b-tch, that’s my f-ckin’ side ho
to this sh-t, i’m ray charles, f-ck sh-t i’m so blind to
supreme jacket with the glock, you gon’ rob who?
i got robbers who rob robbers, we’ll rob you
stanky p-ss, i paid all cash for
i got bales like jingle
choppers sing like ceelo
have you boppin’, dlow
servin’ fiends like, “hootie hoo”
facetime you like oovoo, too
i’m with my dawg like scooby-doo
[?] the colors, these b-tches blue
[chorus: fbg young]
ayy, okay, okay
dropped out of school, still got my books up
in the trap, it’s a cookoff, had to cook it up
smokin’ on moon rock, the dope gon’ lock up
that b-tch ass molly soft, we need to hookup
i told my baby mama, “i got you, stop the naggin’ stuff”
i cashed out fresh off the lot, i need the fastest one
h-llcat engine, flyin’ past you [?]
[?] when it’s passin’ ya, my new life got all classy stuff
[verse 2: freshlos]
too much soda on that yola, lil’ n-gga, it ain’t gon’ lockup
my baby mama tweakin’, talkin’ ’bout gettin’ me locked up
left a nine at her crib, in the morning, i gotta pop up
i’m whippin’ in the kitchen, i cook it, now watch it lock up
at 6 a.m., this trap be ringin’, the fiends, they need their wakeup
two-for-ten on sunday, you call me and get your wakeup
p-ssy n-gga slide down on this block and he gon’ get baked up
wooski got that thirty, he shytsplack gang, pick your face up
[chorus: fbg young]
ayy, okay, okay
dropped out of school, still got my books up
in the trap, it’s a cookoff, had to cook it up
smokin’ on moon rock, the dope gon’ lock up
that b-tch ass molly soft, we need to hookup
i told my baby mama, “i got you, stop the naggin’ stuff”
i cashed out fresh off the lot, i need the fastest one
h-llcat engine, flyin’ past you [?]
[?] when it’s passin’ ya, my new life got all classy stuff
letras aleatórias
- hwaji › letra de 나 빼 (nappe) - hwaji
- angelica › letra de eletricidade - angélica
- cryoshock › letra de feed her to the flames - cryoshock
- la tordue › letra de la guerre - la tordue
- anys › letra de dichotomy - anys
- hott headzz › letra de vlone - hott headzz
- tendays › letra de fruitlude - tendays
- self conscious › letra de the way you feel - self-conscious
- the debutante hour › letra de doo wop girl - the debutante hour
- the baby namboos › letra de hard times - the baby namboos