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letra de da tre - kevo muney

[intro: sett]
yeah (red, this ho so f-ckin’ bumpin’, bruh)
opps know they can’t f-ck with us
yeah (yung swerve)
big f-ck the opps crazy
1152
yeah, ayy

[chorus: sett & kevo muney]
suv truck go two hundred
the opps know what’s up, you ain’t hittin’ on nothin’
you n-ggas be internet dissin’
n-ggas be broke, you ain’t gettin’ no money
n-gga, we trap monday-sunday
don’t even count it, we servin’ a hundred
straight from the tre, we ain’t never been runners
put it in business, we gettin’ it done
yeah, uh, don’t give a f-ck who don’t f-ck with kevo
see through the bushes just like a peephole
i got the plaque, i’m the one who went gold
let’s go
lil’ sett got the block on control
take him out, get the snot off his nose
where he goin’? we follow him home (slatt, slatt, slatt)
you right in our eyes, don’t care if you wrong
[verse 1: sett]
gotta be slime to get closer to goat
go with the move, we gon’ go with the flow
if he move wrong, then we gon’ blow
automatic chopper hit him through the floor
s550 get away, it [?]
got kevo in the back, he blowin’ opp smoke
say he gotta pray, get the vato
[?] robbers, strip him out his clothes
free stuart, the cash got him close
still puttin’ on, wearin’ designer clothes
1152, that’s the code
still bring a fan out for tadoe
still pushin’ p’s, n-gga, for mojo
[?] get the job done for sure
if they play, then we uppin’ the score
n-gga, we in the game, that’s the score

[chorus: sett & kevo muney]
suv truck go two hundred
the opps know what’s up, you ain’t hittin’ on nothin’
you n-ggas be internet dissin’
n-ggas be broke, you ain’t gettin’ no money
n-gga, we trap monday-sunday
don’t even count it, we servin’ a hundred
straight from the tre, we ain’t never been runners
put it in business, we gettin’ it done
yeah, uh, don’t give a f-ck who don’t f-ck with kevo
see through the bushes just like a peephole
i got the plaque, i’m the one who went gold
let’s go
lil’ sett got the block on control
take him out, get the snot off his nose
where he goin’? we follow him home
you right in our eyes, don’t care if you wrong
[verse 2: kevo muney]
tre ball, tre ball, tre ball, tre ball, i can’t never switch, uh-uh
f-ck a n-gga ho, make him mad at the b-tch
she was just suckin’ d-ck, now you kissin’ the b-tch
that’s the reason he mad, why he throwin’ that fit
i was just a lil’ kid, out the blue, i got big
ain’t no fightin’ no more, ain’t no more usin’ fists
from the 3, i done did some sh-t n0body did
no lie, can’t cap on that
his homie died, but he ain’t rap ’bout that
you can pick your man, i’ma pick my man
you can bet on him, i’ma bet on sett
on god
can’t believe sh-t these n-ggas say, these n-ggas flodge
n-ggas tryna link up, but you ain’t come out them apartments

- kevo muney

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