letra de different views - nique got-it
b-tch so bad need to put her in a pageant
dog so strong need to hit it wit a hammer
oh she showing out when i’m pulling out the camera
said he got two bricks left n-gga let me grab em
two slabs on the table finna hit it
ball nique tell him grab the blender meet me in the kitchen
if we gotta slide we don’t leave no witnesses
cop em by the birds really get them pigeons in
you wanna meet the plug b-tch i’m really him
in the trap working out turnt the kitchen to a gym
i’m really ballin on em hanging off the rim
making plays in third person on the road they call me tim
still in the field n-gga where my cleats at
for thinkin i’m a stain hol on where my bleach at
auntie say she want a hit i’m like where yo niece at
really playin wit them racks boy this ain’t recess
i made 65 racks in a month
this b-tch hold 50 why you still tryna run
wats the sense of gettin drunk and we don’t f-ck
real hustler i sold d-ck to a sl-t
i call you brother know i love you b-tch we locked in
i really rap on these beats f-ck a top ten
i was really in them traps beating pots in
and i was really on them drills tryna whack sh-t
steady blowing money fast couldn’t stack sh-t
but ten bands in thirty days wat that crack did
thirty hanging out the glizzy like a adlib
casino chips i need a bag when i cash in
nothin but bosses in the camp could you fit in
bag gone before it touch put a bid in
i been deep in my bag i’m talkin hockey duffle
i happy feet in this b-tch but you can cupid shuffle
last week did a quarter this week need a double
them boys ah dig they own hole just provide the shovels
ok i get it you a boss this a different level
the feds out i’m still strapped moving the ghetto
b-tch so bad need to put her in a pageant
dog so strong need to hit it wit a hammer
oh she showing out when i’m pulling out the camera
said he got two bricks left n-gga let me grab em
two slabs on the table finna hit it
ball nique tell him grab the blender meet me in the kitchen
if we gotta slide we don’t leave no witnesses
cop em by the birds really get them pigeons in
you wanna meet the plug b-tch i’m really him
in the trap working out turnt the kitchen to a gym
i’m really ballin on em hanging off the rim
making plays in third person on the road they call me tim
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