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letra de gone ride (feat. lilocean) - ff rarri

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[intro: lilocean]
i’ve been chasing a bag
they cannot be friends
i’ma shoot it again and again
i’ve been chasing a bag
to show you that i am
i am, again

[chorus: lilocean]
ride down town with the glocks out
n-gga don’t play, your ass get shot down (oh lord)
ar-15 let off gun sounds
if you f-cking with me it’s a man down
she say that she love me; i know she a lie
if you say the wrong thing then we all gon die
you say you a shooter, you say you gon ride
but i see your feelings (whoa)
look straight through your lies

[verse 1: ff rarri]
my n-ggas in the jungle tryna survive
do a show, yeah you know that we live
bulletproof vest, these n-ggas won’t slide
balenciaga shoes, b-tch ass n-gga i’ll put you on the news
let that chopper shoot him up, tom cruise
drip on a n-gga like i got thе flue (yeah)
i got up in that prada sh-t (real rockstar sh-t)
all my n-ggas robbing sh-t (f-ck going on n-gga)
pull up in a forеign whip (yeah, yeah)
pull up and i took his b-tch
[chorus: lilocean]
ride down town with the glocks out
n-gga don’t play, your ass get shot down (oh lord)
ar-15 let off gun sounds
if you f-cking with me it’s a man down
she say that she love me; i know she a lie
if you say the wrong thing then we all gon die
you say you a shooter, you say you gon ride
but i see your feelings (whoa)
look straight through your lies

[verse 2: lilocean]
f-ck all that talking my n-gga what’s popping
we come through this b-tch with chanel shoes on
that’s my partner, yeah that be my motha f-cking slime don’t care if he’s right or wrong
really don’t care about the motha f-cking cops right now i’m tryna put the whole hood on
and i won’t give it up
pushing gas, where the motha f-cking thrust
god d-mn that smell like must (twelve)
and these n-gga b-tches they ready to fuss (talm-bout b-tch)
and my n-ggas ready to bust (on god)
my young n-ggas holding it down for us (whoo-oop)
i fell in love with this money it kinda make me blush
i’ma do it for my mommy and everyone i trust ( i love you)

[chorus: lilocean]
ride down town with the glocks out
n-gga don’t play, your ass will get shot down (oh lord)
ar-15 let off gun sounds
if you f-cking with me it’s a man down
she say that she love me; i know she a lie
if you say the wrong thing then we all gon die
you say you a shooter, you say you gon ride
but i see your feelings (whoa)
look straight through your lies

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