letra de change - fredo santana
[hook:]
i be countin hundreds, counting faces, getting paid
she gon’ bust for me, then she gone do my team
true religions saggin’, or the robin jeans
a lot of n-ggas changed, just because i’m getting change
[verse 1: fredo santana]
money change n-ggas, but i change money
try to rob me, then you know some shots comin
gbe, glory boyz, we can’t go for nothing
40 in my pocket, bake yo -ss like a oven
whole team real n-ggas, we don’t feel n-ggas
i ain’t gotta shoot you i’ll send my lil n-ggas
sneak dissin and hatin on my downfall
i’m in the trap, movin bags the size of baseb-lls
cash out, jewish lawyer, now the case closed
n-ggas haters, when i pull up see they face froze
i be counting hunneds talking real pesos
give you a halo, your b-tch want fredo
[hook]
[verse 2: lil durk]
sag my robin jeans, they see my polo draws
i can’t change, realest n-gga of them all
i’m a ball like i’m jeremy lin
these n-ggas round me, i can never miss
real n-ggas in my eyes we the team b-tch
just to be around, she gone do the team quick
me and fredo, pour up the lean sh-t
rob who? we’ll get you clapped if you ain’t mean it
claim 3hunna, that’s my sum up
wifin’ all these hoes i dont love ’em
call chief wuk, he gotta pump bruh
we on your bumper, so don’t get slumped up (l’s)
[hook]
[verse 3: gino marley]
too many faces on me, i could hardly count ’em
all this money, all this cash, counting smoking sour
all these shots up in this choppa cause a bullet shower
all this money that i’m throwing, that’s a money shower
connect call, i’m done less than an hour
money, respect and all that come with the power
gino marley i don’t play, i sleep next to a llama
i can’t change, get changed if you become a problem
all we know is grind come from the bottom
if we ain’t got it pull the caper, just to solve the problem
all we know is grind come from the bottom
if we ain’t got it pull the caper, just to change the problem
[hook]
[verse 4: capo]
got a lot of change, it’s me and my team
steady counting franklins, the b-tches know my name
ball out control and got a lot of robin jeans
don’t mix me with the rappin, boy i clap heat
half these n-ggas fake cause they ain’t in the streets
signing checks, b-tch i’m ballin need no receipts
lot of foreign thots, ridin’ around in foreign drops
foreign thots who given top, for the opps i got 100 shots
dope smoking that’s 365, b-tch chasin me i know why
cause my bands up and money fly
flex on broke n-ggas you know why
dope smokin thats 365, b-tch chasin me i know why
cause my bands up and money fly
flex on broke boys you know why
[hook]
[verse 5: ballout]
i be countin’ faces, i don’t take no f-cking change
i just hit the cable just finessed on a stain
if you don’t know me, im ballout from the streets
b-tch we run the streets, f-ck n-gga don’t want no beef
i be so d-mn fresh, i be lookin like a geek
gucci so dark man i swear i can’t see
all this jewlery all this god d-mn money on me
i got robins on me, i’m a robin fiend
robins everywhere, i got robin everything
300 the team, what the f-ck do you mean
i’m o block, i’m 300 b-tch i’m gbe
we the hottest in the streets from the south side to north east
[hook]
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