letra de burgundy ii - moh baretta & fluhkunxhkos
[chorus: moh baretta & fluhkunxhkos]
pop a ten, geek out my body
you could call me moh, your highness
smoking exotic, lil’ b-tch i be flying
come alive at night, i’m a vampire
stay with my blood like burgundy
get that check and splurge it see
b-tch i get to the money with urgency
ooter in the cut like surgery
off a deuce off the blood, geek out my body
i got shooters in my lobby
they bite drip, know they gon’ copy
just scooped yo b-tch now she gon’ top
i don’t sip tris, b-tch i need wock
just took his sh-t, now i’m gon’ block
when i draw down, b-tch i’m gon’ pop ’em
all my n-ggas real top shottas
[verse 1: moh baretta]
posted up top getting gwalla
don’t give a f-ck about a cop
tryna be someone that you not
i had to double down and beat the odds
it gets dark whеre i’m at, and the sun don’t shine
pop three tеns, let’s rock and roll
got this b-tch goin’ down like it’s dominoes
tryna go get some money, then vamonos
[verse 2: fluhkunxhkos]
rich slime n-gga, i ain’t stuntin’ these hoes
still in the trap with the dope on the stove
bro posted up with a stick at the door
jefe hate that boy then i’m wiping his nose
hopped out that foreign, lit up and she chose
i was just down bad, robbing, kicking doors
get the backend and walk through for a show
t that b-tch up and then leave with yo’ ho
[verse 3: moh baretta]
he tryna steal swag, pay what you owe
upper echelon sh-t, f-ck that b-tch in a robe
junkie keep calling my phone up, what you want?
moh baretta 50 cal, lil’ b-tch, i’m the one
she wanna lay under me like the sun
walk in the spot and i’m making it jump
so many narcotics, think i’m turning numb
but f-ck that, t up, i gotta go dumb
[chorus: moh baretta & fluhkunxhkos]
pop a ten, geek out my body
you could call me moh, your highness
smoking exotic, lil’ b-tch i be flying
come alive at night, i’m a vampire
stay with my blood like burgundy
get that check and splurge it see
b-tch i get to the money with urgency
ooter in the cut like surgery
off a deuce off the blood, geek out my body
i got shooters in my lobby
they bite drip, know they gon’ copy
just scooped yo b-tch now she gon’ top
i don’t sip tris, b-tch i need wock
just took his sh-t, now i’m gon’ block
when i draw down, b-tch i’m gon’ pop ’em
all my n-ggas real top shottas
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