letra de sons of sparda (prod. brownie) - gradient (lrp)
[intro]
this party’s gettin’ crazy, let’s rock!
[verse 1: l-st]
lil b-tch, yeah you know we on top like the rock
ho, no we won’t stop it’s a lot
dropping banger after banger
sounding like my name is sheamus
b-tch you already know that i’m the f-ckin’ greatest
you p-ssies know we already got it like
the f-ckin playas goin up and above like an escalator
so see you later got that f-ckin’ voice you can call me toe mater
wait hold up
you was there too
at the bottom but now you stranded on a motherf-ckin’ island
and you don’t know what to do
so you look up on the news and its filled with just us
and we got a couple racks it dont matter
pull up the stacks and
im smoking hard you might call mе racc
[verse 2: luh racc]
who me?
b-tch i be with the gouda no cheesе
on fleek
when i’m chillin with the bruzz smokin trees
we gon see
put 10 in his face now that n-gga can’t see
that time of the month, i make n-ggas bleed
n-ggas be fruity like loops
all these hoes comin, they flockin in groups
oops
i just pulled up in the coupe
see them boys comin, we gunnin like troops
you lose
it really ain’t nothin’ to live like a king
diamonds on diamonds my vvs bling
ho u ain’t my wifey, you don’t got a ring
bullets gon’ rip through his spleen, finna sting
like a wasp
my money on top
why we still talkin’? lil ho you are chopped
i cannot be stopped
they wait for the drop
n-ggas want problems, they answer to prop
[verse 3: prophecy]
like, you gon’ answer to me
n-ggas want problems we gon see
my ice it stay cold like i don’t got a fleece
whippin the v, you wanna race? i’ma sr the t
b-tch i swerve on the highway
like bk, i have ya b-tch my way
everyday is 4/20, everyday is a high day
im feelin’ kinda lucky, it must be a friday
d-mn
pour up the fanta syrup in the cup now i’m sippin’
i pull up to her crib just to f-ck then i’m dippin’
i pop out in the cut like somebody got stitches
wrappin her legs when i’m in it she trippin
yea she buggin’
she say that she love me like b-tch we just f-ckin’
big gradient and you know that we thuggin’
g-9 on the hip you can’t see cause i’m tuckin’
d-mn
[outro]
show me your motivation
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