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letra de buddy - flvme (sa)

[hook: nasty c]
ayy back up before you get pushed the f-ck back buddy
you ain’t my colleague this is not that buddy
dipped up out my city but i run that buddy
they ain’t even seen me when i snuck back
movin’ like “f-ck that”
hoodie, shades, trucker hat
don’t know when i landed cause they gon’ be on my nut sack
couple n-ggas had a big ego, but we shrunk that
couple b-tches called them self a snack
i’m like “what snack?”

[verse 1: flvme]
pull up to the hood and i got racks up in my pocket
you pull up in my hood, and this your chain? and we be taking
she wanna kick it like karate, d-ck swinging, nunchucking
mickey dizzy with the sauce, see i’m drippin’ now she love it
young n-gga from the east side y’all already know
i ain’t playing this song coming for the throne
took a l and bounced back, lil b-tch i’m in my zone
watch ’em all hate now that i got cizzle on a song, huh
f-cking up the bank yeah!
told the dealer “put me on some grams yeah”
spend it all and make it back again and i’m f-cking up the game yeah!
you and i can never be the same
solid n-gga, get the f-ck up out my way yeah! (yeah!)
[hook: nasty c, flvme & both]
ayy back up before you get pushed the f-ck back buddy
you ain’t my colleague this is not that buddy
dipped up out my city but i run that buddy
they ain’t even seen me when i snuck back
movin’ like “f-ck that”
hoodie, shades, trucker hat (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
don’t know when i landed cause they gon’ be on my nut sack (ooh)
couple n-ggas had a big ego, but we shrunk that
couple b-tches called them self a snack (yeah, yeah yeah)
i’m like “what snack?”

[verse 2: zoocci coke dope]
most you n-ggas way too sloppy, you are not my buddy
always tryna flex n-gga that’s not money
how you plotting on me? that’s not cunnin’
make her pull up first before me then i’m cummin’
don’t you ever test me i study
i’m r-t-rded on the beat i’m dumbing
on some sh-t you won’t believe
you wanna try? you’ll get bl–dy
when you pray for rain you better know it’s gets muddy in the dirt
so good i don’t rehe-rs-, been at it for a long time i prolly seen the worst
my sh-t sound like a prophecy i never wrote a verse
they tell me i’m the goat i said “i know, i know, i heard”
i don’t need to floss, cause, i’m the big boss, dawg
competing with the labels yeah we rip ’em off, dawg
cappin’ on the g you know you microsoft, pause
my mind is the brightest but i’m going off, dawg!
[hook: nasty c, flvme & both]
ayy back up before you get pushed the f-ck back buddy
you ain’t my colleague this is not that buddy
dipped up out my city but i run that buddy
they ain’t even seen me when i snuck back
movin’ like “f-ck that”
hoodie, shades, trucker hat (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
don’t know when i landed cause they gon’ be on my nut sack (ooh)
couple n-ggas had a big ego, but we shrunk that
couple b-tches called them self a snack (yeah, yeah yeah)
i’m like “what snack?”

- flvme sa

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