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letra de thug it out (feat. flowaboii) - linden helix

[intro: linden helix & flowaboii]

boofie
don kholon, issa east side ting
real east side ting

[post-chorus: linden helix]

big bucks, put ’em in the bag, b-tch run ’em up (quick, fast)
private with this sh-t, don’t need no camers (woah)
she nasty with the sh-t, she with them scandalous
ain’t hangin’ with you n-ggas, overnight, this sh-t get dangerous (yeah)
[chorus: linden helix]

thug it out
i need like 80 racks stacked up in my couch (yeah, yeah, yeah)
thug it out
i need like 80 racks stacked up in my couch
what you ’bout, n-gga?

[verse 1: linden helix]

different how i live, kick it at the crib
different how she live
man, she run ’em streets
ass shakin’, money makin’, love foresaken
angel eyes, on demon time, she’s god’s creation
at my momma crib, running outta patience
my sister drunk as f-ck and i’m just hoping she don’t say sh-t
emotionally outrageous
i can’t afford no groceries
thinking to myself “is this how my life is supposed to be?”

[post-chorus: linden helix]

big bucks, put ’em in the bag, b-tch run ’em up (quick, fast)
private with this sh-t, don’t need no camers (woah)
she nasty with the sh-t, she with them scandalous
ain’t hangin’ with you n-ggas, overnight, that sh-t get dangerous (yeah)
[chorus: linden helix]

thug it out
i need like 80 racks stacked up in my couch (yeah, yeah, yeah)
thug it out
i need like 80 racks stacked up in my couch
what you ’bout, n-gga?

[verse 2: linden helix]

different how i live, still at the crib
never sober, time flies when you high as sh-t
sky cr-per high, fly without a set of wings
made it out the hood and i’ma tell you what a n-gga did (yeah)
i thugged it out
i kept it movin’ when they took a different route (yeah, yeah)
i thugged it out
i went and found the lord in the f-cken trap house
what you ’bout, n-gga?

[verse 3: flowaboii]

i was broke as f-ck in my mamma house tryna find a buck
music sh-t ain’t working
i guess somebody is getting robbed
pushing rock with a glock 35
city slum’s, first time boofie saw a body drop
cops found my brother’s p hidden in a canister
uncle in the tomb had to switch quick (hold on)
need new chains like i’m sl!ck rick
might rob santa for a new fit
shoot baby jesus with a hollow tip (grah!)
[outro: flowaboii]

i thugged it out
i went and found loot in the f-cking trap house
what you ’bout n-gga?

- linden helix

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