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letra de pill patnas - fox bd

[chorus: fox bd]
my n-gga ain’t had no money, we had to split perc’ down the middle (fifty-fifty)
i told him it’s on sight when i see him, no excuses, but he had his kids with him (can’t do it)
free junior fox, he hardheaded, can’t tell him sh-t, he still would’ve did him (he slow)
you can’t jump in my car, ain’t friendly ‘less you tell me to whip out pickle (through yo’ mouth)
my n-gga convicted felon, can’t get caught with scissors (a thing)
he ratted but he tryna prove himself to community that he a real one (he fake)
you b-tch-ass n-ggas forgot about me, it’s my time, now i’m the dealer (right now)
i wouldn’t dare f-ck nothin’ after you n-ggas, your ho look like an armadillo (she ain’t nothin’)

[verse 1: fox bd]
she put it on her kids she ain’t f-ckin’ but she was lyin’ (she cap)
she never gon’ forget how i took her through there, she tatted my d-ck on her spine (no bap)
for two years, y’all together in a relationship, she had me on her mind
ain’t no tellin’ what i’m comin’ out next, i’m a n-gga that you can’t define (no bap)
lil’ bro ‘nem slid, got shot in the eye tryna be nosy, caught in the blinds (haha)
i’m up two hundred at twenty-four, n-ggas my age up a m, i’m behind (i’m bullsh-ttin’)
lil’ bro ‘nem slid, couldn’t do nothin’ else, had to leave me, already dyin’ (d-mn)
my mama and pops and sister, they need veneers, pressure i’m applyin’ (facts)

[verse 2: rio da yung og]
bust the face on the rolex, i ain’t buy this watch for time
four hundred blues in my right pocket, n-gga, i can’t drop a dime
n-gga, i can’t drop a line, i gotta drink half a seal
i ain’t gon’ lie, this sh-t hit harder when i crack a pill
you can’t speak on sh-t i say you ain’t never had an m, you ain’t never had a ten
twenty racks in all dubs’ll make a n-gga smack his friend, make a n-gga smack his uncle
make a n-gga smack his brother, make a n-gga smack his cousin
ytb fatt my brother (what’s up, twin?), n-gga, fox bd my brother (what’s up, twin?)
how the f-ck you n-ggas sayin’ i’m an opp and we ain’t never seen each other? (nope)
two red bones in my back seat, i made ’em eat each other
i ain’t no limit, but a hundred fifty on my neck and i’ll never leave my brother (what’s up, mason?)
he woke up tryna chop somethin’, he went to sleep with cutter
she text me talkin’ ’bout her rent due, i told her delete my number (d-mn)
b-tch, i’m goin’ out to eat with thumper (d-mn)
pulled up in a trackhawk, we ain’t leave nothin’ on the scene but rubber (skrrt)
pull off, n-gga, all you see is bumper
[chorus: fox bd]
my n-gga ain’t had no money, we had to split perc’ down the middle (fifty-fifty)
i told him it’s on sight when i see him, no excuses, but he had his kids with him (can’t do it)
free junior fox, he hardheaded, can’t tell him sh-t, he still would’ve did him (he slow)
you can’t jump in my car, ain’t friendly ‘less you tell me to whip out pickle (through yo’ mouth)
my n-gga convicted felon, can’t get caught with scissors (a thing)
he ratted but he tryna prove himself to community that he a real one (he fake)
you b-tch-ass n-ggas forgot about me, it’s my time, now i’m the dealer (right now)
i wouldn’t dare f-ck nothin’ after you n-ggas, your ho look like an armadillo (she ain’t nothin’)

- fox bd

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