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letra de big money - kodiyakredd

[intro]
ayy, man, you know what the f-ck goin’ on now, b-tch
yeah, where my blues at? ayy
i’m so back, turn it up

[chorus]
yeah, ha
well like, bit’, what you sayin’?
that’s big money, that’s big bands, what the f-ck you sayin’?
ridin’ big bentley, okay, that’s big body like widebody, kid
b-tches motor potent, i’m like, b-tches steady skrrt
i put work up on this b-tch, oh god, i’m up to steady lurk
they like, b-tch, i warned you, they know j just steady murderin’
why the “steady” as it matter? where the f-ck can i not fly?
n-ggas die, n-ggas what? show ’em how we f-ckin’ ride
murder ‘percs, i don’t need ’em, okay
and i just need that skrrt, i ain’t givin’ a f-ck
countin’ my money, i seen it okay
i count it okay, a pal get on live
playin’ with that, might loan a b-tch
wе just stupid, i play like a thot
play, ‘kay, how you do it? you mad that redd is really just hot
hot, it’s okay, comе in the booth
murder this sh-t, i’m countin’ these blues
n-ggas be sleep, they be snoozin’
i think they seen it, they fiendin’, they snoozin’
send it okay, i caught up the flu
f-ck n-ggas talkin’, we strip ’em, okay
dead opp n-gga get did [?]
that deadly weapon smith & wesson, what they mad about?
we sawed-off, wind up, we pull him to the ground
[verse]
reload ’em like 223s, like five-five or six-six round
b-tch, never you f-ck n-ggas, dumb n-gga, we go up
yeah, redrum on the ghettos, it be murder
tell the n-gga, boy, we send him up, we skrrt somethin’
we like dummy on a beat and we gon’ go dumb
b-tch, we take it out, we send it through, it’s ransom, yeah, yeah
kodiyak runnin’ ’round all red, fill him up like fah with led
put him up, we want his ass, what you mad ’bout? okay
got ’em bands, i got ’em bands, set them trends, i set them trends
made some cents, i got that mind, lose my mind, i’ma lose a screw
count it up like count these blues, sent up, you die like flu
count it up like we so what? count it up and i want them blues
n-gga sleep and he really snooze, murder scene, nah, ain’t no clue
’cause my city like what? got these diamonds steady dancin’
why these chains out of diamond? why these n-ggas zingin’-zingin’?
boy, we send high, we bang ’em, but we caught ’em up, we sw-ng ’em
whack like fah, we put him up, he die, we seen the adderall
they send it to [?], it’s allegation
allegation, tryna beat it, f-ck ’em, grab this yop
steady hatin’, steady hatin’ kodiyakredd, yeah
fill him up, fill him up, fill him up with lead, yeah
n-gga steady talkin’ this ain’t up, i put that on my mama

- kodiyakredd

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