letra de g3t rich! - grime green
i keep the- , i i keep the fn attatched to my hip
i keep the f, i keep the fn attached to my hip
bad little b-tch, i told you i don’t give a sh-t
bringing all y’all with me, you know we finna get rich
(go go)
(yuh yuh aye)
(i gotta keep walking on this tightrope
chillin’ in the cut with my f-ckin’ lilpsycho
get over here)
i got h-lla clips
you know that i keep the fn attatched
to my hip ( b-tch huh)
bad little b-tch, i told you i don’t give a sh-t (yuh yuh)
bringing all y’all with me, you know we finna get rich (yuh yuh yuh)
leave em fake jits inna ditch
i can’t f-ck with no snitches (huh)
you finna need stitches (what)
i heard ____ talkin’ sh-t about sum real hits
i’m like, what the f-ck? really, what the f-ck (what?)
had to relay to put you in a benz truck
i don’t give a single f-ck (skrrt skrrt)
evеn if your friends f-ck
you don’t know me (yeh yеh)
you don’t know i gotta strut my stuff
gotta stack a double cup
bussin’, bussin in da cut (yuh)
smokin’, smokin’ indica
seems like you ran out of f-ckin’ luck
you know that i gotta smoke this double dutch
suckin’ on my d-ck, i think you had enough (uh uh)
bad little b-tch, you know i up da cut (yuh yuh)
i got h-lla clips (yuh yuh)
you know that i keep the fn, attatched to my hip
bad little b-tch, i told you i don’t give a sh-t (b-tch who)
you know we finna get rich, yeah (huh ho)
all these hoes just want my bag
i’ve been makin’ all these b-tches motherf-ckin’ mad
i don’t give in
all these b-tches motherf-ckin’ mad
i don’t give in &
all these b-tches motherf-ckin’ mad
i don’t give them attention like that
i leave em flat
gave a bad b-tch head, now she laid up on my bed (see see)
had to figure out, my bad (see see)
had to figure out how to tread
without lead
still f-ck da feds (b-tch boom,boom,boom)
all of you misled
bruh, maybe you just need some real sh-t, real people
you think that you above all, that you ain’t equal (hmm)
you on a sequel, you on a prequel
you ain’t real
you ain’t deal
bad little b-tch, had to carry this sh-t upon me (b-tch)
don’t give a f-ck, you are a zombie (aye,ayeee)
a carbon, copy, you a kamikaze
bad lil’ b-tch a copy, you a kamikaze
bad lil’ b-tch a copy, you a kamikaze (uh see)
bad lil’ b-tch a copy, you a carbon copy (uh see)
you a carbon copy, you a kamikaze (uh see)
bad lil’ b-tch a n-z-, suckin on my d-ck
dripped in abercrombie, i don’t give a sh-t
you know that i’m always tryna go and get you lit
(yuh)
i got h-lla clips (yea gang)
you know that i keep the fn attached to my hip (huh)
bad little b-tch, i told you i don’t give a sh-t (yea bang)
bringing all y’all with me, you know we finna get rich
(yuh let’s go)
i got h-lla clips (b-tch yurr)
you know that i keep the fn attached to my hip (d-mn huh?)
bad little b-tch, i told you i don’t give a sh-t (d-mn gang)
bringing all y’all with me, you not wimme you not wimme you not wimme
(oh f-ck i gotta dig another hole well it’s da usual)
letras aleatórias
- letra de dark abyss - s-ra
- letra de million doors - tom hugo
- letra de gal a bubble - konshens
- letra de bartender - (hed) p.e.
- letra de human - friends of friends
- letra de rabenschwarze nacht - too strong
- letra de turn of the century - remastered - yes
- letra de all kinds of crazy - missy lancaster
- letra de home - anthemic
- letra de anti gravity - cambatta