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letra de base' body - gang51e june

[intro]
(jordan, you’re so cute)

[chorus]
p-ssy boy, you ain’t no k!ller
i can’t really f-ck with n-ggas
lyin’ on them instrumentals
you ain’t never slung no pistol
mr. whip-up-in-a-fisker
with a b-tch that be on insta
.40 cal right by my zipper
knock a n-gga out his slippers (boop, boop)
n-ggas tryna jack my wave
b-tches tryna sn-tch my cake
12 is tryna crack that case
flex and we gon’ lash his place
i’ve been tryna act my age
but i’d rather act my pay
sorry if i shared your weak sh-t
somebody hacked my page (let’s go)

[verse]
two hundred if you want a feature
i don’t want no f-ckin’ feature
f-ck that new iphone 11
gangsta nikes with a beeper
base’ body, gang demeanor
tfg, baby, you know the procedurе
51 where i stay, come see us
i got this top and i’m uppin’ thе nina
threw out the charger and got me a mali’
i’m pullin’ up dolo, i’m solo, i’m rowdy (let’s go)
you ain’t gettin’ money, get far from around me
i’m straight from the 1, yeah the gutta, the valley
these n-ggas is b-tches, they talkin’ about me
say that you with it, lil’ n-gga, come down me
the b-tch the oop and he dunkin’ the alley
he uppin’ the chop out the top of the audi
n-gga, what the f-ck you thinkin’?
full-court pressure, double teamin’
think i came this far to lose?
n-ggas must be f-ckin’ dreamin’
i’m recordin’ in the bas-m-nt
i ain’t even f-ckin’ made it
but they treat me like i’m famous
got this sh-t straight off the pavement
d-mn cuz, i thought you was my thug
how you try to f-ck my lady?
crazy you did me a favor
took my loss and kept it gangsta
your dawg, he a secret agent
i don’t do interrogations
don’t get paid to solve no cases
i don’t got your information
[chorus]
n-ggas tryna jack my wave
b-tches tryna sn-tch my cake
12 is tryna crack that case
flex and we gon’ lash his place
i’ve been tryna act my age
but i’d rather act my pay
sorry if i shared your weak sh-t
somebody hacked my page
p-ssy boy, you ain’t no k!ller
i can’t really f-ck with n-ggas
lyin’ on them instrumentals
you ain’t never slung no pistol
mr. whip-up-in-a-fisker
with a b-tch that be on insta
.40 cal right by my zipper
knock a n-gga out his slippers

- gang51e june

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