letra de goin in - izaya tiji
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[chorus]
i got the racks so im blowin’ it
know my shooters they goin’ in
left her, yeah, goin
rockin that prada, like we blend in
i got that glock so im blowin it
big, fat ass bankroll, ‘even wan’ bend
might scam his ass n-gga, yeah, he got the benz
religious hoe, yeah she commit sin
i couldn’t lie to you, bae don’t get sh-t
lean off the yerc, can’t pick up the stick
[verse]
piece of the oxy, i am a fish
im with elites, i ain’t no l!ck
yoppa put ’em right up out of them sticks
flyin’ to l.a. to f-ck on this b-tch
we flyin’ to cali and swingin’ this b-tch
boy, dont cop no ring for that b-tch
she wanna f-ck- the gang and sh-t
big ak it just bang n’ sh-t
make no mistake, cuz it’s dangerous
im tryna f-ck, the hoe tryna hang and sh-t
won’t quit shootin’ until i see brains and sh-t
where are yo’ n-ggas, i thought you claimed that sh-t?
we might tear down the range and sh-t
leave a n-gga so deranged and sh-t
leave a n-gga so d-mn faceless, b-tch
we in beni’s eating steak and sh-t
can’t f-ck with that n-gga, he lame as sh-t
funny ass n-gga, he just a skit
she want a s-xtape, i took a fl!ck
loap up the hk, b-tch lets get it
b-tch lets get it
childish ass n-gga, yeah, just like disney
pourin’ the pink stuff right in my fizzy
no, i dont drink red fizzy
hanging up on that b-tch, yeah, yeah
i told that b-tch i was busy
n-gga gon’ get blitzed, for them chips
n-gga i ain’t playin’ with sh-t
stupid ass drum in the clip, put ’em in a spliff, smoke his ass down to the tip
and no, this ain’t no chopstick, this is a broomstick, this is a mopstick
im in the ‘stu til 6, cause im locked in
i found my n-gga so fake, boy, i blocked him
i found my n-gga so fake so i cropped him
aye, i just had to skrt on the cops ‘nem
she suck the d-ck so good, like, god d-mn
b-tch tryna play me like, b-tch sit yo’ ass down!
n-gga stay talking that sh-t, put his ass down
(ahem)
you know i got good reefer in my lungs now
yeah
[chorus]
i got the racks so im blowin’ it
know my shooters they goin’ in
left her, yeah, goin
rockin that prada, like we blend in
i got that glock so im blowin it
big, fat ass bankroll, ‘even wan’ bend
might scam his ass n-gga, yeah, he got the benz
religious hoe, yeah she commit sin
i couldn’t lie to you, bae don’t get sh-t
lean off the yerc, can’t pick up the stick
(yerc!)
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