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letra de run - lil berete

[hook]
i run through a hoe like yeah-ah
money i love to flex
got a dumb lil thottie up next
tryna go hard do my best
why these n-ggas they hate on the set?
n-ggas ain’t right so i left
this ice on my neck it don’t melt
n-ggas keep plotting on my wealth
im staying high in the sky
i be in the booth spitting fire
she gon ride me with no tires
b-tch i still flex with no stylist
i been plotting since a minor
think quick n-gga that’s why i got here
this sh-t right here my lifestyle
you sick n-gga take a nyquil

[verse 1]
yeah, dripping so much i got paint on my jeans
riding the block i was nippin to fiends
don’t come thru my way you ain’t talking bout green
i’m going away just like fleeing the scene
ride or die with my n-ggas, i catch a homicide with my n-ggas
b-tch i ain’t picking sides with my n-ggas, connect like wifi with them figures

[hook]

[verse 2]
she can’t hang with me now yeah you know i can’t fall
all these fiends i just called
b-tch i ride with my dawgs
had the dope in my sock wanna hit up the block
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and i’m screaming f-ck 12 yeah you know i won’t stop
only ride for myself and i ride for my dawgs
i got real n-ggas yeah all up in ?
take a ship n-gga then i ? the plug

[hook]

yeah, high in the sky, high in the sky

- lil berete

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