letra de gotta get it - kush (ofb)
yeh gowan
yeh
look
kush
ounto nation
[chorus]
we still bang
still hide from cops
we shout frog for the low he likes riding on opps
i phone kash, phone bradz my n-ggas nutty as f-ck
shout my n-gga pilo cuh he be bringing the chuck in
gotta get it
gotta get it
everywhere i’m steppin’
where i go the time is money, man i love the money
opp opp opp where
2 stepping man i’m show stepping
gang where when its cracking and you leave your bredrin
[verse 1]
how you run and leave your bredrin to die
on what what me
how you reckon he die
i said there’s levels to this sh-t my n-gga
certi in this ting
[?]
i said there’s levels to this sh-t
i swear there’s levels to this liquor
look there’s levels to this miss i’m wit too
i said there’s levels to the way i whip
theres levels to the whip i whip
theres levels cus my moneys thick too
and i ain’t chatting to this chatty patty under pressure he p-ss his pants
f-ck wit them an you a snitch too
i’m from the drill side wit tottenham
the dungeon i come from i gotta have my cutta tho
i’m on my way to the top and i ain’t never giving nuttin to no f-ckboy that dare try stop me
big fat joobies when we turn up in billing like my ounto
i might cop a henny so i’m kushty
better watch your b-tch lil n-gga
once again on the curb man, i heard she done f-cking with you rookies
done all the levels to this ting
real recognise real
i just chest talk loud don’t be a p-ssy
[chorus]
we still bang
still hide from cops
we shout frog for the low he likes riding on opps
i phone kash, phone bradz my n-ggas nutty as f-ck
shout my n-gga pilo cuh he be bringing the chuck in
gotta get it
gotta get it
everywhere i’m steppin’
where i go the time is money, man i love the money
opp opp opp where
2 stepping man i’m show stepping
gang where when it’s cracking you leave your bredrin
[verse 2]
i ain’t never ran and left my bredrin
1 milly views got me show steppin’ and adidas gear got me trend setting
2 steppin’ heading to the top
what do you look into
listen keep my mouth, when i’m questioned
and never tell a brudda what i’m makin
cus envy and jealousy the lethal weapon
keep my mouth shut i stay low man
i keep progressin’
you never been the places i been
you ain’t never seen half the things that i seen
and that’s the real sh-t
in the booth, i spit 100 degrees
n0body stops me
i spit the truth and that’s chill sh-t
on the roads id rather be on my own
the wap be wit my bros
but either way i still got my tool ‘quipped
sometimes i might be wit a bad b brown in or lightie on the zone that’s some g sh-t
[chorus]
we still bang
still hide from cops
we shout frog for the low he likes riding on opps
i phone kash, phone bradz my n-ggas nutty as f-ck
shout my n-gga pilo cuh he be bringing the chuck in
gotta get it
gotta get it
everywhere i’m steppin’
where i go the time is money, man i love the money
opp opp opp where
2 stepping man i’m show stepping
gang where when it’s cracking you leave your bredrin
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