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letra de middle finger - g perico

[intro]
yeah
g
uh

[verse 1]
nothin’ but 45 to my waistline
got homies doing fed and state time
lookin’ for a house in the hills
come out in blue chucks, let them know sh-t real
i got a b-tch that do taxes, she buy me air max’s
and hand me rubber bands with ten thousand, i’m splashin’
i mean it when i say it, boy, sh-t don’t stop
n-ggas go, we comin’ back, something gotta get shot
i put it on the line, boy, i’m out here loaded
she ain’t my girlfriend, but she out here hoein’
now homie fresh, man, n’ everybody happy
that n-gga got kids, and they just met they daddy
if i rob a bank and get away on the chase
it’d be all good ’cause ain’t n0body seen my face
if i flock a house and rip the safe out the mount
i’m cashin’ out, g wax watching out
it’s g

[chorus]
what about your friend?
me and my n-ggas get in
book me a flight, take a trip
keep something flat on my hip
i can’t slip
middle fingers to the sky
we f-ckin’ the city real hard
hanging out deep in my granny front yard
ain’t nothin’ new, we got everybody watchin’
i ain’t stoppin’

[verse 2]
y’all can get mad but we get money
y’all see me on the street in a ’63
amg, pull up, toss the keys
leave it in the front please
n-ggas can’t touch g, b-tches wanna f-ck me
come through the hood and we racin’
hangin’ out the window throwing up gangsta
n-gga hardly punching ’cause he seen one time
i ain’t going in ’til i see the sunshine
n-gga hollerin’, “g, go!”
i gotta get away, put the pedal to the flo’
a county jail trip ain’t for me, i’m a million dollar g
straight out of la, off a million dollar street
111 east, i’m a lock high saint
these n-ggas brand new but i been from the gang
when i pull up to the light, all the b-tches gonna stare
lil lightskin n-gga with the jheri curl hair
it’s g

- g perico

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