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letra de drip freestyle - gav

d-mn duce
(aye)
gav, turn this sh-t up

[chorus]
gav turn it up, imma knock a b-tch down
all this drip on a n-gga prolly make a b-tch drown
got gav goin’ dumb, prolly knock a b-tch numb
imma east side baby, all you other n-ggas bums
i been posted with my cousin we hustlin’ to the dough
keep it solid to the grave, remember to never fold
i don’t do it for the fame i’m doin it for the low
yeah i’m really chaseuhcheck, not chasing a lil hoe

[verse 1]
i’m a cold n-gga, i ain’t talkin bout no weather
yeah that n-gga h-lla broke, he ain’t getting any cheddar
if a n-gga down bad then i know i got my brothers
if a n-gga feelin sad then i know i got my mother
i don’t trust n-ggas
on god it’s just us, n-gga
pack a n-gga out broad day if he a tough n-gga
matter fact, i be coolin’ with my thugs, n-gga
middle finger up on my mama ’cause it’s f-ck n-ggas
really touch n-ggas, i ain’t talkin bout no hit stick
i’m just tryna make it rain like i’m rich mitch
everybody know my name, i’m the sh-t b-tch
comin’ from the east, so i need myself a thick b-tch
[chorus]
gav turn it up, imma knock a b-tch down
all this drip on a n-gga prolly make a b-tch drown
got gav goin’ dumb, prolly knock a b-tch numb
imma east side baby, all you other n-ggas bums
i been posted with my cousin we hustlin’ to the dough
keep it solid to the grave, remember to never fold
i don’t do it for the fame i’m doin it for the low
yeah i’m really chaseuhcheck, not chasing a lil hoe

[verse 2]
yeah i’m posted with my cousin, on mamas we prolly buzzin’
that’s my blood, that’s my cousin, i’m trippin’ if n-ggas buggin’
why you mad that i’m hustlin’, them n-ggas bussin’
i’m just tryna make it out on mamas that’s no discussion
word around town chaseuhcheck goin’ up
every time i’m on a track then you know it’s gonna bump
i’m chaseuhcheck from the east on the beat goin dumb
hear the bass in my car when a n-gga pullin’ up
i’m a hot n-gga
i ain’t stressin’ off a thot, n-gga
all about guap, if you not better stop, n-gga
i ain’t trippin’ off a bop, i got better goals
gettin’ h-lla dough with my n-ggas i need h-lla rolls
oops, n-gga, i meant h-lla cash
take it to the club throwin’ ones, she got h-lla ass
if she lookin’ h-lla bad, i might throw a bag
yeah it’s chaseuhcheck goin’ stupid with my n-gga gav, n-gga
gav, turn this sh-t up

- gav

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