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letra de arp - ilyloncey

[ilyloncey: chorus]
she want to count my dividends
hoe want to bounce off of the tip
i ain’t passing amounts it’s getting flipped
buh, buh, buh
chopper don’t miss
hit a rock b-tch i play with that arp
out of the trap you don’t know about me
gnats off prescription that b-tch overseas
knock every crip give a f-ck what i see

[ilyloncey: verse]
beam at your head make it splat
d-d-dumb b-tch gon get wack
on the dead side
designer drip it don’t match
and i aim at your pack
b-tch i’m thumbing these shots at your bedside
i keep the bell on my tec
got the rack just to flex
ran the bag for some mother f-cking checks
b-tch you was scared in specs
am out of you plex
if you speak on my namе give respect

[cxmbo!: verse]
spеak on my name we gon hop that (?) and we knocking his dreads off
cxmbo! i’m him yeah i never did fell off
i call up loncey and kai get your head off
(?) sped off
ay b-tch want to f-ck up on me cause i talk on the beat
b-tch wanna f-ck up on me cause i talk on the beat, and i do it with ease on god
talk on the bro we gon spin, spin
hit him in his leg hit his limb, limb
glock on my body i (?)
b-tch i’m cxmbo! i’m him, him
hold on i ain’t done hold on
glock in my body we finna erase him
hop out with loncey we finna go chase him
dissing on who b-tch you know we gon face him
d-mn come on come on
(?) my sons yeah, i really did raise them
pass me the za b-tch you know imma face em
give me that feature i’m never gon pay em
pop up with gang and im finna go blaze em
really my sons yeah, i really did raise em
really my sons ain’t n0body gon save em
talk down and we really gon (?)
[ilyloncey: chorus]
she want to count my dividends
hoe want to bounce off of the tip
i ain’t passing amounts it’s getting flipped
buh, buh, buh
chopper don’t miss
hit a rock b-tch i play with that arp
out of the trap you don’t know about me
gnats off prescription that b-tch overseas
knock every crip give a f-ck what i see

[ilyloncey: outro]
she want to count my dividends
hoe want to bounce off of the tip
i ain’t passing amounts it’s getting flipped
buh, buh, buh
chopper don’t miss
hit a rock b-tch i play with that arp
out of the trap you don’t know about me
gnats off prescription that b-tch overseas
knock every crip give a f-ck what i see

- ilyloncey

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