
letra de top 5 - mbe 4savv
uh, f-ck
creepin through your block at night time you hear (pow pow)
threw some titties on the ar it got some (ta tas)
f-ck top 10 on my dead dog i’m (top 5)
fein old blowing pipes like (popeye)
dumbass, i’m done whispering
i’m a start speaking sh-t with my chest just gotta listen in
yo b-tch wanna suck my d-ck with her bestest friend
praying to god thanking to god that i missed his head
lucky ass n-gga
i could’ve shot 100 times you still wouldn’t bust that pistol
military grade walking with a missile
i could take one in under two hours make it a triple
yeah, i’m an entrepreneur
but i’ll take them shoes off you i’m also a looter
up glock and hit my homеboy thought he was an intruder
he brеak all his bread to me for drugs that’s why he ride a scooter
i need a passage way to ship these pills i’m finna buy the hoover
selling drugs but i can’t do the math i’m finna buy a tutor
your dog a b-tch she can’t pull a trigger he finna buy a shooter
time ticking you ain’t got forever
my bro locked in a state pen i’m finna write a letter
he mad at me his b-tch cheating now i might just let her
lay her down and pull her panties down even though i just met her
yeah, that’s how i’m coming
i could f-ck you, your stepsister, and your cousin
you ain’t drinking for free when you round me i ain’t mclovin
i ain’t scott but this 33 in the glock will hit his bucket
in the strip club and spot my favorite opp i had to bust it
.308 will blow yo sh-t like a trumpet
caught him out at night time beat his ass and left him running
i ain’t never seen that fat f-cker run unless he hungry
i ain’t worried about no drama personally i think it’s funny
i got a, b-tch hopping on my d-ck like a bunny
i’m a risk taker, baby i’m a fein for the money
i’ma catch him out in traffic turn that striker to a junkie
i done came up from the mud i wasn’t thinking it’d get sunny
but i guess that i was wrong
god put me through that sh-t cause mentally he know i’m strong
gave my bro a second chance he f-cked it up and did me wrong
stole hundred dollars could’ve smoked his ass left him alone
i ain’t tripping about no money is the fact my brother stole
what you know about principles i learned that sh-t when i was four
six to one let me catch another opp im upping score, b-tch
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