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letra de about to be - mrsamuelb

[intro]
i will f-ck you up thomas w—-
i’m about to be such a b-tch
[verse 1: mrsamuelb]
drivin’ round the city with the homies i came up with
we never missing shots, all we get is buckets
if you throwin’ shade, best believe we ’bout to duck it
don’t care the outcome, all we say is f-ck it
coming in hot like a rock from outer sp-ce
ain’t talking money? please get up out my face
droppin’ left and right, other rappers can’t keep pace
never chasing hoes cause these hoes, they gotta chase
straight from the bottle, we need no other drink
coming at the crew? prolly should rethink
new tracks every day, please don’t blink
tryna get a feature then maybe we could link
when i’m comin’ up i’m bout to buy some new cars
buy my mom a whip with the checks from these bars
buy a new plane, buy a new car
with the tracks i’m dropping there’s no doubt i’m goin’ far
shout out to them boys from the kmc days
mccully, tom and matt always strictly makin’ plays
coming at you quick, probably leave you in a daze
always chase the checks, always getting paid
one common question people always askin’
where we droppin’ boys, cause them skulls we be crackin’
asking me if i’m strapped, i promise i’m never lackin’
i’m just tryna live while i’m gettin’ paid and rappin’
when i’m on top, make sure the homies set
buy my moms a car, then buy the homies a jet
payin’ all the bills, keep the family outta debt
taking care of the homies i promise–thats a bet
studio is jumpin’ man, the instrumental slaps
call this track a rap with a little drop of trap
i heard all your tracks, man them sh-ts was whack
about to take your career while you takin’ out the trash
they got no future in this rap game
i’m only chasin’ checks while them lames chasin’ fame
they had the potential, but they wasted, what a shame
lookin’ at me, cause i’m the one to blame
[verse 2: magnum coles]
listen close, these words might knock you out like rocky
green is all i see even with light so you can’t stop me
me and the boys squad up to spit hotter than some takis
then roll out on the town for a girl down with the bukkake
you ever seen a motherf-cker that thought of crossin’ me?
anyone who tried promptly lost their car-artery
we was committin’ crimes
mama was tryna caution me
but now we’re young and richer than hittin’ the f-ckin’ lottery
someone please admonish me if it is misogyny
that six b-tches are constantly m-ssagin’ me
this awesome beat just fulfilled a f-ckin’ prophecy
honestly, all these motherf-ckers are causin’ me
to pop off verbal shots in their direction
my d-ck’s a war hero: general erection
every time i whip it out, it’s always flexin’
i pull up, but not out, of your mom; no protection
[outro]
i’m about to be such a b-tch

- mrsamuelb

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