letra de bp - hallway elvin
[hook]
my pockets obese so
shorty gon’ pull up on me
she know i stay with the tree
i ain’t gon’ trick, imma treat
money ain’t nothing to me
i just want top, then you could leave
you ain’t no v.i.p
stop g-ssing yourself, like bp
[x2]
[verse]
head in the clouds, watch how i float
next to explode, just thought you should know
stomp on the beat, i dont tippie toe
red bottom stepping so theres blood on the floor
come shop, i got all in store
police come, “i dont f-cking know”
run up a check, i ain’t scamming
legal money that im handling
coinbase comes in handy
real estate soon, im gon’ cop a f-cking mansion
my diamonds excited, they dancing
my life is a movie, she wants to get casted
sp-cemonkey out the can, extreme cream 4 grams
shoutout my plug, thats my mans
playing with keys like a band
im pulling strings like geppetto hands
throwing bands so she better dance
peep how the sauce talks
look at the drip, walk
i keep the sip, wok
i keep my hip, hot
i am not hip hop
im on my own wave
she wants to get wiped out
my diamonds hitting, knock your lights out
she pulled up on my d-ck and dropped drawers
watch for the lockjaw
it is 11’oclock, is your friend going to pullup or not?
[hook]
my pockets obese so
shorty gon’ pull up on me
she know i stay with the tree
i ain’t gon’ trick, imma treat
money ain’t nothing to me
i just want top, then you could leave
you ain’t no v.i.p
stop g-ssing yourself, like bp
[x2]
[verse 2]
smoking backwoods, gripping the nina
the head is that good, im swerving tweeking in the beamer
federalis tryna’ keep up, but i will not change my deamenor
my neck is not swollen but i keep the ice just like a freezer
n-ggas want beef but with the heat to them they freeze up
im from the streets, came from the bottom now i got my feet up
from re up to re up, catch me serving like subpenas or serena
i am from mars, she is from venus
dirty money so i brought me a cleaners
ak on me, just like arenas
can’t wait for the day that i fill up arenas
from flipping packs to the shows getting packed
i ain’t get trapped by the trap
1st rule, gotta learn how to stack
trap right, then you run up the racks
take a l, gotta make it right back
dont trust n-ggas, you’ll get stabbbed in your back
from the streets n-gga from the trap
she gives me brain just to help me relax
her louie bag i just fill it with racks
im out the door man im getting a sack
im on the road, dont know when im coming back
please dont get too attatched
she gave me her heart, now i gotta bring it back
[hook]
my pockets obese so
shorty gon’ pull up on me
she know i stay with the tree
i ain’t gon’ trick, imma treat
money ain’t nothing to me
i just want top, then you could leave
you ain’t no v.i.p
stop g-ssing yourself, like bp
[x2]
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