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letra de broke - gucci playboy & leon loaded

gucci playboy-

walk in the party i smoke
i’m in here going for broke
i do not care what you know
my ex just said i’m a hoe, yuh
if i want it i get it and keep it
knew they was hatin i peeped it
stuffin up cones for the weekend
bumped up the bass and it’s beatin
playboy just jumped off the deep end, yuh
in this b-tch getting even, you cannot even imagine the demons
all of the trauma and treason
i eat ya soul for no reason
playboy a stunna this season
i’m taking drugs to the face
i’m number one with the safe
i’m number one with thе bass
hop out and cop me a wraith
that’s what i’m doing this summer, playboy
i’m in this b-tch doing numbers
you b-tchеs lame that’s a bummer
i’m counting bands in abundance
my girl got ass like a hummer
satellite boulevard runner, yuh
bet it won’t last me a week
picked up up the pack down the street
bad b-tch just rubbing my feet, uh, aye, yuh
i’m in yo hood sippin tea
i cannot accept defeat
my people pull up in fleets
finna put gold on my t–th
i bought my b-tch out the lease
i keep it close on a leash
can’t let it get close to the streets
(playboy mumblin)
you want the beef and i keep the piece, yuh
leon loaded-

ima keep talkin my sh-t
got a blade long as my d-ck
f-ck around boy i don’t lack
act up get laid on your back
stay in the trap and get paid
like really i do got it made
but the money bring drama ya know
they gone hate it i shine and i glow
been real in the field, pressing my will, stacking and keepin it chill
since ten i was ill, been k!llin for real, serving and itchin to deal
i f-ck up the pack and i’m back
and i ain’t never slacking
my brother hit me and he told me what’s cracking
i hit him right back and said boy let’s get active
i’m crushing the oppas, the beef is my passion
i float on a verse cuz i feel in my soul
the instruments linking with words that i know
i don’t even gotta try think of a flow
it come out the bo, just sounding like gold
i been a real one since i had no car
ill pop the sh-t out your ass like a fart
i rap for the love cuz this sh-t in my heart
don’t play with my boy you do not wanna start
respecting the game, in love with the art
my og had told me just be what you are
and faking the funk, it don’t get you far
you look like a punk, i see through ya bars
can’t tell no lies cuz it ain’t who i am
see what you get and you like it or scram
i don’t give a f-ck if you lend me your hand
i’m not goin broke, i pull up and jam

- gucci playboy leon loaded

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