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letra de popeye - j1hunnit & glockboyz teejaee

[intro: j1hunnit]
(ooh, it’s bluestrip, baby)
1hunnit

[verse 1: j1hunnit]
you’ve been d-ck ridin’ so long, you should be expectin’
i whip that flip phone out like it’s my secret weapon
choke the handle on the pot like jody and melvin
fork up in the glass like i’m tryna get a bottled [?]
green tips through a n-gga wall like the flying dutchman
look at how my sh-t shine, i got it straight from hutch
they can’t do this sh-t without me, n-gga, david ruffin
baby nuts sittin’ on the chop finna toast his m-ffin
yeah, hope you don’t think i’m bluffin’
point the biggest n-gga out, i wanna fight the tough one
i own thousand dollar kicks, i dare a n-gga to scuff one
i keep a million dollar b-tch, it ain’t sh-t to stuff one

[verse 2: glockboyz teejaee]
this a million dollar sprite, it’s wockhardt in it
trackhawk, i f-ck around and shake the earth when i start the engine
i wakе up countin’ money, you wake up to your girl b-tchin’
i heard thеy gettin’ taxed for the bullsh-t, let me serve them n-ggas
the block still jumpin’, it ain’t slowin’ down (yeah)
i asked her can she suck my d-ck and she just cracked a smile
i’m tryna put my order in, i need a thousand pounds
half weed and half ice, and plus, i need it now
so many custos, i think i served magic johnson
when i was [?], i had my po at the trap houses
n-gga, i’m really from the ghetto, you just stop by
n-ggas be b-tchin’ until they pop some pills and then they turn popeye
[verse 3: j1hunnit]
these n-ggas pop pills and then turn gremlins
make me send them jack boys to hop out and come get ’em, n-gga
the cup hit different, it numb a n-gga feelings
this sh-t got a n-gga chillin’, i ain’t think about the k!llings at all
the day i touch my first million, i’ma slap my opps with it
i ain’t playin’ with you p-ssy-ass n-ggas at all
stuck in the game until it’s over, man, i’m deeply involved
hopin’ that 12 don’t hit the spot because it’s dope in the walls
n-gga
who the f-ck you gon’ call? you get no love when you fall
i would’ve been broke, too, if i was f-ckin’ with y’all
instead i’m splurgin’ in malls, like, n-gga, f-ck it, we ball

- j1hunnit glockboyz teejaee

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