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letra de neighborhood supplier - justin rarri

[intro: justin rarri]
(freshduzit)
yeah, yeah

[verse 1: justin rarri]
tell the ho it’s a roll
[?] play stepsister, n-gga, get the f-ck over
you cannot walk in my section ’cause i am a bigger stepper, never ran [?]
i never had a job, i don’t know how to use swiffer
and i don’t say miss, and i got them bl!cks for gorillas
b-tch, i put the b in beast mode, and without it i’d still be in east mode
you can catch me all over the east coast
f-cking ’round, having b-tches on me, ho
mixing up the quavo, no migos
no disrespect to the migos
got chanel-y, i know you can see, ho
got them foreign b-tches, they illegal
had to jugg all through the hood
you ain’t f-cking with me, understood b-tch?
i been staying the racks as i should, b-tch
whipping up like i’m pablo, no hoodrich
i’ma treat her like a dog, i don’t bullsh-t
been here before, i does this
i got them ounces, whatever you wanted, n-gga, hundred pounds of the good sh-t

[chorus: justin rarri & stunna 4 vegas]
neighborhood supplier, uh, michael myers
smoke, you get hired
and they say he a k!ller, bring him home, i’ma hire
b-tch, i’m a boss, i let you have it
i’ma f-ck up your lungs, i cause damage (4x)
they wanna come back like they drug addicts
neighborhood supplier, uh, michael myers
smoke, you get hired
and they say he a k!ller, bring him home, i’ma hire
b-tch, i’m a boss, i let you have it
i’ma f-ck up your lungs, i cause damage
they wanna come back like they drug addicts
[verse 2: stunna 4 vegas]
b-tch, i’m a boss, i get you off
i get the lead and that glizzy off
put cake on his head if he p-ss me off
ayy, i’m really tryna get rid of y’all
i’m the party, they know i set it off
i really live what i be telling y’all
can’t n0body do it better, dawg
walk in arenas, i ain’t playin’ basketball
i think i’m michael myers, somebody dying
bullets flying, talk out his top, take off his mind
bust the face, can’t tell the time
bust in her face, tell her she mine
bro bust the k, won’t drop a dime
i went and bought more fire when i signed
but i brought ’em back to the hood
yeah, you know i’m still in the hood, b-tch
that one-way ’bout gunplay, or you can come get you some good sh-t
we g-ngb-ng, i’m 9 trey but my n-gga big crip
stick talk, them sh-ts
i send a blitz and get a n-gga whip flipped

[chorus: justin rarri]
neighborhood supplier, uh, michael myers
smoke, you get hired
and they say he a k!ller, bring him home, i’ma hire
b-tch, i’m a boss, i let you have it
i’ma f-ck up your lungs, i cause damage
they wanna come back like they drug addicts

- justin rarri

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