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letra de position - h-grillz

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(verse 1)

i’m ballin, money callin, your hoe kawalling, she knows i’m on it
i’m feeling faded, lean got me wasted, these niggas hating, they know we’ll make it

shordy know that i be on the glo
i get dis money, spend it then i gotta go
dis ice on my neck super cold, it got me super froze
michael kors watch on my wrist, got it for the low

i took your b-tch and your homie said we were goals
i’m tryna get to the foreign -ss vehicles
she seen my lyrics and said i was lyrical
run up a check man this feel like a miracle

i be in my zone, pull up with the chrome, all i see is clones, nothing set in stone but i’m all up on your hoe, ya she blown my phone, never needed nobody, i did this on my own

i’m the sickest with it, got the b-tches with it, got balmains on and their slim-fitted

back in the booth and it’s been a minute, these niggas scared yeah they acting timid, i just took his girl now he’s feeling livid, got grillz on my teeth and it’s really vivid, these niggas they scared yeah they gotta quit it, got drank in my cup and it got me wicked

i hope your girl knows i’m the man, bout my green like peter pan, i’m going big and going grand, i’m coming up straight to the bands

(pre-chorus)

i get the guap and i split it
i get the car and i whip it
i get the ball and i kick it
these niggas, they ain’t really wid it

i’m balling hard like a piston
these niggas they hate from a distance
i whip it up in the kitchen
i’am the man in position

(chorus)

i’am the man in position
i do not see competition
get money, the hustle ambition
stack it up, thats the tradition

(verse 2)

i do not care what you think
water dripping from the sink
chains on my neck when i skate
call that shit ice in the rink

i got some henny to drink
and i be sippin on that pink
me and the brodies we link
your girl she blow me a wink

p-ss from the back like i’m rondo
boutta takeover toronto
need a b-tch that hold a convo
get money yeah that’s the motto

all of my niggas gon eat
fuck a check up then we leave
i got your b-tch on her knees
these niggas can’t fuck with me

and you know i’m rocking breds
middle finger to the feds
i can be paying the debts
but i’d rather count money instead

i’m boutta make it rain
yeah i’m boutta run the game
why’d you say you took an uber?
when i seen your -ss on the train

these niggas don’t feel the same
so therefore we cannot relate
got ice on my neck, got ice on my wrist and
i got ice in my vein

i gotta get to the paper, taking orders like a waiter
left the block i’m a traitor, imma young nigga going major

(pre-chorus)

i get the guap and i split it
i get the car and i whip it
i get the ball and i kick it
these niggas, they ain’t really wid it

i’m balling hard like a piston
these niggas they hate from a distance
i whip it up in the kitchen
i’am the man in position

(chorus)

i’am the man in position
i do not see competition
get money, the hustle ambition
stack it up, thats the tradition

(burbetrator p.s.a)

yeahx4 you fucking already know what it is bro
me and hgrillz we innis b-tch, we in a position to win, your b-tch in a position to sin
ahh yeah fuck12x4
if you a b-tch you 12 yeah x3
if you a snitch you 12 yeah x3
12 divided by 2, i’ll put you six feet under
your dead b-tchhh

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