letra de on me prod. hecto - kutanuh
[intro]
why should people care?
i don’t know
[chorus: mofeen]
i got a squad on me (yeah)
my n-ggas wherever you claim
talkin’ that shi, you get shot down
my n-ggas rollin’ that spleef
yeah, that lil’ hoe (uh, uh, huh)
yeah, i break his spleen, yeah
[post-chorus: mofeen & kutanuh]
n-gga you not like that, you can’t hang wit gang
my n-ggas totin’ them choppas, yeah we totin’ them thangs
my n-ggas, we some shottas, brrr, shoot at ya brain
my n-ggas totin’ them rockets, huh, aim at ya brain (aim at yo’ brain)
[verse 1: kutanuh]
i won’t cuff up on that hoe, she not my main (not my main)
i might f-ck up on yo’ b-tch, get wet like rain
i can’t post up with that thot, she might claim me
really movin’, sh-t i think that this sh-t made fo’ me
all my shootas f-ckin’ bang fa’ me (yeah)
b-tch i’m buddha, smokin’ dang for free
b-tch i keep a f-ckin’ k on me
get my shoota b-tch to lay with me
i got a squad on me (on me)
b-tch we gon’ rob you clean
broke boy sippin’ on lean
i might f-ck yo’ b-tch
then pass her back to the team
tell me why is yo’ pockets on ‘ish?
b-tch we be stackin’ that green
[chorus: mofeen]
i got a squad on me (yeah)
my n-ggas wherever you claim (yeah)
talkin’ that shi, you get shot down
my n-ggas rollin’ that spleef (spleef)
yeah, that lil’ hoe (uh, uh, huh)
yeah, i break his spleen, yeah
[post-chorus: mofeen & kutanuh]
n-gga you not like that, you can’t hang wit gang
my n-ggas totin’ them choppas, yeah we totin’ them thangs
my n-ggas, we some shottas, brrr, shoot at ya brain
my n-ggas totin’ them rockets, huh, aim at ya brain (aim at yo’ brain)
[verse 2: kutanuh]
i did it myself, i did it to get back
that b-tch ain’t even know
they say that “town running,” i quit hooping
but i’m up with the scope
i tell that lil’ b-tch i’m in love, but i’m stupid, found out she a hoe
money religion, i got shot by cupid, i’m in love with the dough (b-tch i’m in love with the)
b-tch i’m in love with the dough
and i got a squad on me
best believe b-tch that i’m up with the pole
and b-tch we gon’ rob you clean
i can’t believe that i would f-ck for a hoe
she ain’t mean sh-t to me
i’m on this b-tch, and i’m up in the scope (b-tch i’m up in the-)
up in the scope
i ain’t really f-ck with the hoe (it’s whatever)
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