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letra de b.o.b. - lil tristo

[intro]
go, go, go, go
let’s go
foe nem

[chorus]
i can’t beef about no b-tch
you want some smoke lil bro just let me know
we gone roll him like some dope, i’m too geeked off this antidote
asking for some bread, you lost yo’ head i told her no
bro just bought a koby glock, g24 he up the score
my bro on a mission like morticians tryna tag a toe
b-tch i’m staking knots, like f-ck the thots
might pass the baddest hoe
we cannot go out to eat, but she can get a 4 for 4
foe nem get to dropping, spin the block and then it’s adios
[verse]
fed ass n-gga, that boy play like he police
keep on dissing on the dead, i bet big bro leave him deceased, uh
bro go check him out just like the due date on the lease, uh (no bap)
i got h-lla b-tches, i can’t keep them on a leash, uh
foe nem off that 30, clutching 30 like he gleash
big bro pop that perc, he get on point he playing d
heard he want a feat ain’t sh-t for free you gotta pay a fee
i stay up out the way one call away and they gone purge for me
n-ggas don’t want smoke they ass some b-tches and they p-ssy
foe nem pop out cussing, get to dumping ain’t no rookie
i’m off different sides, i mixed gusher with that cookie
beefing for the birds, if you get touched they gone come book me

[chorus]
i can’t beef about no b-tch
you want some smoke lil bro just let me know
we gone roll him like some dope, i’m too geeked off this antidote
asking for some bread, you lost yo’ head i told her no
bro just bought a koby glock, g24 he up the score
my bro on a mission like morticians tryna tag a toe
b-tch i’m staking knots, like f-ck the thots
might pass the baddest hoe
we cannot go out to eat, but she can get a 4 for 4
foe nem get to dropping, spin the block and then it’s adios
i can’t beef about no b-tch
you want some smoke lil bro just let me know
we gone roll him like some dope, i’m too geeked off this antidote
asking for some bread, you lost yo’ head i told her no
bro just bought a koby glock, g24 he up the score
my bro on a mission like morticians tryna tag a toe
b-tch i’m staking knots, like f-ck the thots
might pass the baddest hoe
we cannot go out to eat, but she can get a 4 for 4
foe nem get to dropping, spin the block and then it’s adios

[verse]
i ain’t tryna talk, if you not talking bout precedence
my pockets fat obese like two big b-tches or a elephant
goofy dropped his lo’ now bro nem creeping at his residence
he gotta ghost like he casper, ain’t no evidence

[outro]
aye, what he say?
ah, ain’t no evidence, no bap
aye go, go
let’s go

- lil tristo

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