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letra de tgmix - hotboy gravey

[intro: hotboy gravey]
yup, yup, doo
yup, let’s go (heard that n-gga gang)
gang, gang
n-gga know the lane
let’s go, f-ck

[chorus: hotboy gravey]
ayy, tornado gang, we spinnin’ (we spinnin’)
n-gga hop out the cut and my young n-ggas drillin’ (wait)
gun out the double cup, ain’t got no feeling (no)
7.62’s bite, know i know he gon’ feel it (grrt)
shippin’ packs out to cali’, you know i gotta seal it (racks)
and i just popped a perc’, h-ll nah, i don’t feel it
gave a backshot, know that his neighbours be hearin’ (backshot)
give me good top, no, i can’t f-ck on your period
ayy, tornado gang, we spinnin’ (we spinnin’)
n-gga hop out the cut and my young n-ggas drillin’
gun out the double cup, ain’t got no feeling (no)
7.62’s bite, know i know he gon’ feel it (grrt)
shippin’ packs out to cali’, you know i gotta seal it (yeah)
and i just popped a perc’, h-ll nah, i don’t feel it
gave a backshot, know that his neighbours be hearin’ (backshot)
give me good top, no, i can’t f-ck on your period (catch up)

[verse 1: hotboy gravey]
ayy, spin back to back, b-tch, you know we gon’ catch up
paramedic gang, b-tch, you know we gon’ stretch up (grrt)
boy steady in your wood, b-tch, guys add pressure
broke boy need a lesson, i can give you a lesson (let’s go)
n-gga monster fell off, tell that f-ck n-gga, “catch up” (yup)
forensic five hammers, he got hit from the neck up
sh-t, been dissed on the gang, tell that f-ck n-gga, “rest up” (rest up)
boy, you hottest in the six, can’t n0body check up
[chorus: hotboy gravey & stunna 4 vegas]
ayy, tornado gang, we spinnin’ (we spinnin’)
n-gga hop out the cut and my young n-ggas drillin’ (grrt)
gun out the double cup, ain’t got no feeling (got no—)
7.62’s bite, know i know he gon’ feel it (no)
shippin’ packs out to cali’, you know i gotta seal it (let’s go)
and i just popped a perc’, h-ll nah, i don’t feel it (let’s go)
gave a backshot, know that his neighbours be hearin’ (let’s go)
give me good top, no, i can’t f-ck on your period (no)
ayy, tornado gang, we spinnin’ (we spinnin’)
n-gga hop out the cut and my young n-ggas drillin’ (grrt)
gun out the double cup, ain’t got no feeling (no)
7.62’s bite, know i know he gon’ feel it (grrt)
shippin’ packs out to cali’, you know i gotta seal it (let’s go)
and i just popped a perc’, h-ll nah, i don’t feel it (let’s go)
gave a backshot, know that his neighbours be hearin’ (uh)
give me good top, no, i can’t f-ck on your period (uh, uh)

[verse 2: stunna 4 vegas]
no, i can’t f-ck your period (nah)
she wanna f-ck me ’cause these diamonds got cleared (ice)
i don’t f-ck with these n-ggas, respectfully (f-ck)
i give her d-ck, make the ho unmarried (thot, thot)
we givin’ out smoke for free like a charity (come on)
i’m with gang and this switch, no security (brat)
i get to bustin’ in this b-tch, it get deadly (brat, brat)
i might get dizzy, we spin like we swirly (brat)
b-tch, tornado gang, we twirlin’
dead opp playin’, i’m uppin’ this .30 (let’s go)
headshot, he ain’t finna get no surgery
strapped out in the club, b-tch, i ain’t worried (gang)
and we could hang that boy out like a jersey
geeked up, i pop the pill with the syrup (geek)
tweak out, b-tch n-gga play and it’s murder (sweep)
saks fifth, i put the bl!ck in a purse (uh)
strech him, we do him the worst (worst way)
let’s hop out the whip, lead the car reverse (come on)
put a ten on him without charge for a verse (bah, bah, bah, bah)
everybody got a glizzy, we all on alert
he get left with his sh-t, he get chopped by the curb
he get put on the news, they wear him on a shirt (come on)
play late, put his d-ck in the dirt
i’m tryna turn a f-ck n-gga to merch
[chorus: hotboy gravey]
ayy, tornado gang, we spinnin’
n-gga hop out the cut and my young n-ggas drillin’
gun out the double cup, ain’t got no feeling (no)
7.62’s bite, know i know he gon’ feel it
shippin’ packs out to cali’, you know i gotta seal it
and i just popped a perc’, h-ll nah, i don’t feel it
gave a backshot, know that his neighbours be hearin’
give me good top, no, i can’t f-ck on your period
ayy, tornado gang, we spinnin’
n-gga hop out the cut and my young n-ggas drillin’
gun out the double cup, ain’t got no feeling (no)
7.62’s bite, know i know he gon’ feel it
shippin’ packs out to cali’, you know i gotta seal it
and i just popped a perc’, h-ll nah, i don’t feel it
gave a backshot, know that his neighbours be hearin’
give me good top, no, i can’t f-ck on your period

- hotboy gravey

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