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letra de baby drill flow - lil tony official

fah’ fah
[chorus]
d-mn, d-mn, d-mn, d-mn
one of my man’s just died i’m mad as f-ck but i still can’t feel that sh-t
heard when an opp just got doped up when his ass get out we gon drill that b-tch
that lil hoe freak dat freak dat
kick that hoe out the spot i ain’t feel that b-tch
we on some murda sh-t, hold yo glizzy up, if you ever shot it
clutching on this judge, it shoots sh-lls like a f-cking shotty
n-gga why you cappin when you rapping ain’t got no f-cking body
the way my youngins quick to pull some sh-t we need to pull the power
[verse 1]
[?] the only thing we do, n-gga f-ck a colleague
i been pulling racks out of these skinny’s like boy f-ck a wallet
n-gga’s not even scamming they just take it out then redeposit
i was born with manners and with standards n-gga f-ck a fah
[verse 2]
thе way lil t be sn-tching souls, they thought he was еvil
they don’t even know, he zip one up and then he pray to jesus
thank the lord for my mistake know i got right for all my people
they done snaked the n-gga won’t promise that there will not be a sequel
[verse 3]
slap these n-ggas beside my glizzy hoe wanna start sh-t keep on coming
they thought i was from detroit cuz just like andre i be drumming
i called the mall lil baboon my brother gorillas and they money
i’m quick to walk out like dwayne i got them lost just like jumanji
[verse 4]
aye, heard they want dem dead but they ain’t slid i guess they scared
f-ck that
don’t shoot a n-gga in the leg
headshot, shoot a n-gga in some drip
hot bar freak in a hot bar geek how you love her but she don’t even get f-cked on the bed
f-ck a freak, n-gga lets meet
sliding, lil t on the beat like a sled
f-ck a lil tweet
[verse 5]
thick lil bit tryna get in the sheets
brand new whip can’t f-ck up the seats
get knocked off saying f-ck 12 every week
big lil sh-t trying hoe out for the d
freak ahh hoe can’t f-ck with t
now a hoe not for free
when this beef, he went rip every f-cking week
[verse 6]
lots of sticks, lots of f-cking drums, lots of f-cking guns
n-gga we just like to send a load, we got lots of tons
racks, racks, racks, racks, racks, racks we got lots of funds
bat, bat, bat, bat, bat, we don’t do one on ones
[verse 7]
ay this f-ck n-gga hit his ass now he don’t know sh-t
house inside that water, i had floated like a blowfish
i just started rapping and they say t you on some goat sh-t
man, long live lil twin shout out lil cam he on some mo sh-t
[chorus]
d-mn, d-mn, d-mn, d-mn
one of my man’s just died i’m mad as f-ck but i still can’t feel that sh-t
heard when an opp just got poked up when his ass get out we gon k!ll that b-tch
that lil hoe freak dat freak dat
kick that hoe out the spot i ain’t feel that b-tch
we on some murda sh-t, hold yo glizzy up, if you ever shot it
clutching on this judge, it shoots sh-lls like a f-cking shotty
n-gga why you cappin when you rapping ain’t got no f-cking body
the way my youngins love to pull some sh-t we need to pull the power

- lil tony official

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