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letra de pope - gv honcho

uh, yeah
uh, uh, lets go
rock, rock
rock, rock
pop, rock
rock
i’m movin’ slow when i po up the fo
i’m movin’ slow i just skrt in that ghost
only wockhardt when i po up that fo
only wockhardt when i po up that fo
i just want top, i want d-ck in her throat
she on her knee, “who i am?” she say “pope”
stick is equipped wit a d-ck and a scope
stick is equipped wit a d-ck and a scope
i’m outside just like a animal
f-ck on dat bit like a animal
it’s gv but it can get critical
i got the sauce
i got the dope
i got the drank, chea
i got the antidote
i float, off the percy i’m on a boat
grade a, but i never made honor roll
same thang, but it’s just another chronicle
want more, give a f-ck about materials
i see, all my opps through my peripheral
i’m tryna get to the top, to the pinnacle
play with the cake, then the sh-t can get clinical
i told yo b-tch she can come do my physical
uh, yeah, d-ck in her hands
uh, yeah, i came wit a plan
uh, yeah, i came wit the xans
uh, yeah, i came wit my friend
uh, yeah, f-ck b-tches with friends
uh, yeah, i f-ck on ha friends
uh, yeah, this b-tch heaven sent
uh, yeah, can’t hurt me again
uh, yeah, thats not in the plan
uh, yeah, might f-ck on her friend
uhh, yeah, i might cuff on her friend
i’m movin’ slow when i po up the fo
i’m movin’ slow i just skrt in that ghost
only wockhardt when i po up that fo
only wockhardt when i po up that fo
i just want top, i want d-ck in her throat
she on her knee, “who i am?” she say “pope”
stick is equipped wit a d-ck and a scope
stick is equipped wit a d-ck and a scope
i’m outside just like a animal
f-ck on dat bit like a animal
it’s gv but it can get critical
i got the sauce
i got the dope
i got the drank, chea
i got the antidote
i float, off the percy i’m on a boat
grade a, but i never made honor roll
same thang, but it’s just another chronicle
dang
i let the xanax drive me insane
yeah, thoughts like parasites, they eat my brain
i can’t even cry, can’t feel my pain
smoking gas, i ain’t talm bout the tank
you do not need a car key to crack this sh-t
i just want the whole muhf-ckin case dismissed
uh, new choppa got aim assist
uh, my brudda kay up the k, i let him do his thang
i ride round with da drake, he tryna eat a brain
my brudda kay see a opp he gone eliminate
don’t got a choice, but if i did then you can keep the fame

- gv honcho

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