letra de fine$a hudgen$ - mykey_sa
hook (mykey)
i’m a fine$$a, no hudgen$
i need a bag no discussion
bands on my body
i see y’all still on that f-ck sh-t
woah
i made your man kick the bucket like woah
i blow a bag, got no budget i’m grown
i don’t depend on no luck, in my zone
half of these thotties gone buss it i know
verse 1 (mykey)
catching these bodies like f-ck it, i’m cold
baddies be on me, i’m covered in hoes
n-ggas act funny like comedy shows
i’m with your b-tch and she probably toed
sippin on wok
dripping like voss
hitting that nos
i fly on the road
i got my eye on the goal
i might just move to an island alone
n-gga i’m high as the moon
i put a dyk- in the mood
i might just fly to the moon
might put the pipe in your boo
no time to fight with your goons
pull up i hop out i shoot (x2)
don’t got it construed?
i had a dollar or two and a dream
see i was hoping i could hop in a coup with my fiends
say lil n-gga i ain’t f-cking with you or your team
and to be honest i done paid all the dues and the fees
got your boo on her knees like oou!
pull up in a suit on the scene like bruce
(uh uh uh,!)
hook (mykey)
i’m a fine$$a, no hudgen$
i need a bag no discussion
bands on my body
i see y’all still on that f-ck sh-t
woah
i made your man kick the bucket like woah
i blow a bag, got no budget i’m grown
i don’t depend on no luck, in my zone
half of these thotties gone buss it i know
verse 2 (nash sable)
casual capital, tactical animal
monetize music geronimo [uh]
gone boy i tell the bag vamonos [vamonos]
i got em commas in comatose [that fetty]
run me my bag or i pull up with slimes
who won’t let that sh-t slide dis dat runny nose [squaa]
god-body bags in the verse ya dig
no sleep i do dis for keeps [for reals]
if i do then i start off in cheeks [beat it]
stay sweating these n-ggas, no keith hmm
seen busy running with em fufu n-ggas
bet em n-ggas gonna tell you that i k!ll it [splah]
h-lla money on me, what a feelin [on god]
got the blikkie on me for a reason [on god]
shawty on my d-ck, got her tweaking [wet]
sable disabled, no sick note
she swallow my skeet on the low low
then i pull up on squad then we get po’d
my dogs and they b-tches be cut throat
to zeezee on me is a no no
letras aleatórias
- pgs spence › letra de buckle up - pgs spence
- dj clen › letra de get close - dj clen
- group_inou › letra de state - group_inou
- fyoum › letra de pr stunt - fyoum
- nemiga › letra de каштаны (chestnuts) - nemiga
- j hus › letra de militerian - j hus
- the matchup › letra de tu ne le sauras jamais - the matchup
- wyatt flores › letra de holes - wyatt flores
- pvris › letra de headlights - pvris
- bruno x spacc › letra de futok freestyle - bruno x spacc