
letra de battle bus (ugs freestyle) - lazer dim 700
[intro]
f-ck, f-ck
i got lil’ gox—
i got lil’ goxan on this motherf-cker
[verse]
swing these guns, i’ma get out
these lil’ f-ck boys really be hidin’
when we chop, we choppin’ sh-t down
they shoot, they miss, lil’ bruh catch the rebound
i got a green beam on the glock, key lime
talkin’ ’bout 12, these n-ggas be peons
we smoke so much, we get geeked like neon
pop out, drip when i first put my feet down
slide in the hotbox, two sticks
you flashin’ yo’ gun, lil’ bruh, take yo’ new bl!ck
i get high as f-ck
in the big apple, i ride in black truck
you get whooped like my child if you act up
f-cked up, too much money on ice
pushed up, wiggin’, he must be on spice
at yo’ front door, we like the martial
too many bl!cks, we in a horror shoot
that boy got a gun, he think he immortal
athletic, i jump a gate, i hurdle
double cup, this sh-t got me on turtle
neiman marcus, i spend some racks on some purple
saks fifth, i know them folks remember me
n-gga fan, not no enemy
high speed rush, adrenaline
got the pin on yo’ family
know the packs touched down, a good day
n-gga having chips, frito-lay
too geeked, that boy had peed in the bed
if you opp, ash my weed in yo’ head
plant a seed in some indian fine sh-t
n-gga tried to box, the boy whip in
six thousand on a f-ckin’ wristband
hole in a n-gga sh-t, krispy kreme
smell that dope comin’ down the block
we gon’ hit it, then we see the cops
i got drugs and i’m havin’ glocks
b-tch wanna record, sh-t, turn me off
i just spent a dub to sit inside the house
like i’m famous dex, drip from my walk
geeked up on sh-t, but this ain’t bath salts
he knew we was gonna take him down
he ain’t take the path walk
drive fast, treat this sh-t like asphalt
hotbox, n-gga rippin’ tags off
really drip, i don’t even take the tags off
shoot you in yo’ head to take your mask off
trap spot boomin’ like a gas house
smokin’ on this sh-t, a n-gga pass out
shows out the country, i got a passport
bite my drip, where you get your swag from?
each one of my hoes take the gang
if you ain’t got a pole, you in the way
i just smoked a dab pen, but i don’t vape
n-gga not my dog, these n-ggas stray
pushed up, trooper got sent the other way
money spread, put these racks in my face
keep turnin’ ’round, you get turnt to a plate
soon as i get off the flight, cameras in my face
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