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letra de ricky - kt foreign

[intro: fenix flexin]
ayy
fenix flexin, kt
mr. break her, make a b-tch pay me
hah, ayy
b-tch, b-tch, b-tch

[chorus: fenix flexin]
me and kt, b-tch, we in a foreign
if she ain’t getting money, then that b-tch a boring
i dropped fifty on my neck like it ain’t sh-t
we’ll burn a p-ssy n-gg- like a blank disc
hold up, wait a minute, we the topic
y’all ain’t doin’ sh-t, we them n-gg-s really poppin’
all my n-gg-s janky, boy, you n-gg-s better watch it
we plottin’, we gettin’ this money, ain’t have an option, n-gg-

[verse 1: kt foreign]
in the field to them bills like buffalo (in the field)
run it up then i’m gone, i don’t cuff a ho (bop)
big body amg, i be on the road (slidin’)
st-tched lip to the grave, i could never fold (shh)
blue hundreds out the bank mixed with pink fifties (mixed with pink fifties)
still slide behind tint with your b-tch with me (with your b-tch with me)
f&n with a stick when it get sticky (get sticky)
bounce out, get busy, leave the scene dizzy (ricky)
big picks in the whip, we got h-lla packs (dope)
i don’t really f-ck with scats, this a h-llcat (this a h-llcat)
i could flip a hundred bands, but i failed math (straight up)
i be turning down traps, n-gg-, no cap (b-tch)
five-fours don’t call ’cause i barely answer (i barely answer)
cut him off if he owe me, it don’t even matter (dummy)
ten bands, twenty bands, b-tch, i need it faster (run it in)
she gon’ play it off the corner like she quentin jammer, ayy

[verse 2: fenix flexin]
listen here, lil’ baby, why you strip tuckin’?
ten bands, twenty bands, won’t give a b-tch nothin’
why this n-gg- say he got it? boy, he big frontin’
and if you talkin’ ’bout them pints, i need like six dozen
lil’ b-tch, i could show you the money way
you ask me how to get it, i could show you one hundred ways
poppin’ big sh-t, but he sweet like some funnel cake
and if i’m on the run, i’ma jump to another state
lil’ n-gg-, get them bands up
poured a four and popped a 30, kind of hard for me to stand up
i ain’t tryna hear no answers
fenix flexin, i’m the man, probably f-ckin’ on a dancer, hah

[verse 3: mike sherm]
always begging for the d-ck, here, b-tch, have it
i ain’t tryna die young ’cause i live lavish
since you want some feedback, n-gg-, quit rappin’
if i’m ever in your city, bet your b-tch tap in
i could make somethin’ shake with a couple dollars
pulled up, gave a b-m ’bout a hundred dollars
only poke if the b-tch look like pocahontas
my n-gg-s sip more drank than an alcoholic
spent a band on some shoes i don’t even use
heard a n-gg- dissed me to touch a million views
same n-gg- was a fan, i’m really confused
every time a n-gg- rat, he make an excuse

[verse 4: sethii shmactt]
i got big -ss bands in my amiri denims
i don’t entertain the beef, i’m in love with the chicken
think it’s time to hit the road ’cause i know how to get it
all this money pilin’, what the f-ck? i don’t know how to spend it
took a trip out of state and made a few thousand
i can’t see up in the whip ’cause it’s too cloudy
swimming in a big body, i don’t do audis (lil’ b-tch)
they be tryna calm me down ’cause i’m too rowdy
b-tch, i’m addicted to hundreds
big dope and big poles, it ain’t nothing to up it
and it’s mobcg, don’t give a f-ck about nothing
and your b-tch tryna f-ck ’cause she like how i’m punching

- kt foreign

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