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letra de message to my ops - max drizzy

[intro]
13, 13, 13, 1300 beats
ha (ha)
ha ha (ha ha)
b-tch (b-tch)

[chorus]
? in the city
your girl hit my line and had you feeling pretty sh-tty
we just ran off with they sh-t and i don’t feel no pity
we gon separate the pieces like we a committee
if i ever, ever met you off of something that was yours
i got addicted to this sh-t got it for free i want more
pop out to the crib took your sh-t get out the door
if you want the smoke we gon line em leave em on the floor

[verse 1]
this a message to all my opps and everything you wanna be
? for months its easy
i grow up see me all over your tv
money easy countin up hunnids and fifties
see you talking on the internet but not in person
when you see me keep that energy i’m in my ?
you gon run and you gon hide behind that f-cking curtain
got no time for you b-tches and that’s for certain
waste my time, so you can talk to me for clout
always catch you spending money but giving no handouts
you can talk your sh-t but you see what we about
all this sh-t be adding up and now i’m dripping like a spout

[chorus]
? in the city
your girl hit my line and had you feeling pretty sh-tty
we just ran off with they sh-t and i don’t feel no pity
we gon separate the pieces like we a committee (ha)
if i ever ever met you off of something that was yours (b-tch)
i got addicted to this sh-t got it for free i want more (ay)
pop out to the crib took your sh-t get out the door
if you want the smoke we gon line em leave em on the floor

[verse 2]
you was snitching you an opp and i can’t f-ck wit dat
you talking sh-t but why’s it always behind me back
? you crawling around like a rat
after i get done with you the ? ain’t coming back
we gon slide and we gon block you like we playing defense (whistle)
get that sh-t up off the court and now its getting intense
b-tch i ? up in your crib ? and use some ?
i was born special making good use of my sixth sense
the way we stack it up this sh-t might go up past the ceiling
catch us walking down the block we f-cking with civilians
? up on my story i don’t want opinions
and all you kids ? treating ?

[chorus]
? in the city
your girl hit my line and had you feeling pretty sh-tty
we just ran off with they sh-t and i don’t feel no pity
we gon separate the pieces like we a committee
if i ever ever met you off of something that was yours
i got addicted to this sh-t got it for free i want more
pop out to the crib took your sh-t get out the door
if you want the smoke we gon line em leave em on the floor

[outro]
ha, floor ay, b-tch
leave em on the floor
ha, ha, ha, ha

- max drizzy

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