letra de gta lifestyle - fluhkunxhkos
[intro]
(jay motherf-cking $plash)
yeah
(yo, nino, what’s brackin’?)
slime, hkunxhkos
gang
i’m in traffic, swervin’, servin’, switching lanes on these n-ggas
yeah, my b-tch is bad and foreign, run the game on these n-ggas
she gon’ line the l!ck before i even stain one of these n-ggas
anybody try and buck this sh-t, i’ma flame one of these n-ggas
can’t let that ho know too much, i might have to flame one of these b-tches
no matter what, i’ma complete the mission
talking down on the gang, man, these n-ggas trippin’
i bеtter not ever catch you n-ggas slippin’
gеt your ass popped for all that sneak-dissin’
i heard your trap holdin’, now my youngins blitzin’
n-gga better not move, my trigger finger itchin’
[bridge 1]
yeah
(rich slime global)
[verse]
knock his ass off, now that n-gga missin’
in the trap cooking crack, n-gga, i’m a chemist
pistol whip that n-gga, now he need a dentist
doin’ hits out this foreign, n-gga, it ain’t rented
can’t see who inside, b-tch, the windows tinted
rich slime up the score, b-tch, my gang winnin’
n-ggas dissin’ the gang knowin’ they ain’t in it
i only tote glocks, n-gga, f-ck the smith &
draw down with that stick, n-gga, iron hit him
you know i got aim, n-gga, i ain’t missin’
my sh-t too precise, i’m shooting with precision
you went against the mob, you made a bad decision
hit his ass with that yhap, now his body twitchin’
hop out on your block, now that stick spittin’
post up in the trap, beating out the kitchen
[bridge 2]
yeah, f-ckn-gga, rich slime gang sh-t, n-gga
know how the f-ck i’m bomin’, n-gga
bodybag gang, n-gga, murder for bands, n-gga
rich brim gang sh-t, n-gga, you know how the f-ck i’m bomin’, n-gga, rich brim gang sh-t, n-gga, yeah
(crashoutboyz)
free the brim reaper, n-gga, real brim reaper, n-gga
[chorus]
i’m in traffic, swervin’, servin’, switching lanes on these n-ggas
yeah, my b-tch is bad and foreign, run the game on these n-ggas
she gon’ line the l!ck before i even stain one of these n-ggas
anybody try and buck this sh-t, i’ma flame one of these n-ggas
can’t let that ho know too much, i might have to flame one of these b-tches
no matter what, i’ma complete the mission
talking down on the gang, man, these n-ggas trippin’
i better not ever catch you n-ggas slippin’
get your ass popped for all that sneak-dissin’
i heard your trap holdin’, now my youngins blitzin’
n-gga better not move, my trigger finger itchin’
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