letra de sh!t (mmg remix) - future
talking ’bout you popping tags, n-gga you ain’t bought sh-t
talking bout a hunned bottles, n-gga you ain’t popped sh-t
all you talk nana clips, n-gga you ain’t shot sh-t
spending money on these hoes, n-gga you ain’t f-ck sh-t
talking ’bout you popping tags, n-gga you ain’t bought sh-t
talking bout a hunned bottles, n-gga you ain’t popped sh-t
all you talk nana clips, n-gga you ain’t shot sh-t
spending money on these hoes, n-gga you ain’t f-ck sh-t
sh-t
sh-t
bought the ho a hunned pair of red bottoms
thats a quarter milly on a hand job my n-gga
blllll stick’em f-ck you and every n-gga came witcha
gone put a n-gga on a picture
gone put a n-gga on a t-shirt
back in the day when a n-gga sell dope
i’mma slap your daddy allofdem put’em in a hole
glock 40 whooo
my ambitions as a rider
sipping on lean getting higher
n-gga im a codein buyer
no you not a foreign whip driver
shoutout to the shooters and the shooters only
you never walk around with alot of money
bundles falling all out your pocket
when you hit’em in the head can you keep a solid
bulletproof whip we’ll blow it up
like some raw uncut don’t blow it up
represent your gang n-gga throw it up
i don’t give a f-ck where you at n-gga throw it up
talking ’bout you popping tags, n-gga you ain’t bought sh-t
talking bout a hunned bottles, n-gga you ain’t popped sh-t
all you talk nana clips, n-gga you ain’t shot sh-t
spending money on these hoes, n-gga you ain’t f-ck sh-t
talking ’bout you popping tags, n-gga you ain’t bought sh-t
talking bout a hunned bottles, n-gga you ain’t popped sh-t
all you talk nana clips, n-gga you ain’t shot sh-t
spending money on these hoes, n-gga you ain’t f-ck sh-t
catch a n-gga slipping at the red light
with ya ak, let me see you shoot it
you’re a goon, you’re a goon, you’re a goon, you’re a goon
n-gga let me see you prove it
presidential rollie and its glidin’
love a n-gga wrist when its shinin’
hate a n-gga wrist when its blingin’
so i went and added more diamonds
hot boy n-gga, bg
thats the way these young n-ggas eat
drinking on syrup can’t sleep
keep a couple standing with ya partner
blockbuster n-ggas running around with real choppers
n-gga what’s the color of them bottles, they ain’t gold
and you moving round with ya ho
you ain’t even sticking to the code
pimps up, pimps up, hoes down, hoes down
a pool full of money and i’m ’bout to drown
i’mma fool on the corner with that bobby brown
b-tton up suits at the grammy’s
had to turn it up for the family
yes i’m a freebandz bandit
talking ’bout you popping tags, n-gga you ain’t bought sh-t
talking bout a hunned bottles, n-gga you ain’t popped sh-t
all you talk nana clips, n-gga you ain’t shot sh-t
spending money on these hoes, n-gga you ain’t f-ck sh-t
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