letra de casino - nocap & rylo rodriguez
[intro]
billboard hitmakers
atl jacob, atl jacob
[verse 1: nocap & rylo rodriguez]
yeah, i told rylo if i blow, them folks gon’ envy me (you know that)
like kanye, i bought this girl a roll, we got chemistry (got that chemistry)
i always gotta keep my heater, that made me cold (made me cold)
i was gamblin’ with my life before i met casino (casino)
[verse 2: nocap]
but the hoes wanna get [?] for free, she pray i come and follow her (cheap hoes)
i’m a soldier, kid, got three strikes [?] that threw them off ’cause ([?])
make sure young [?] all you wanna do is sip on dirty sprite (sip on dirty sprite)
my n-gga, who cares
i’m in the studio with future, man (i’m with future, man)
you still [?]
i’m in the studio with scootеr, man (yeah, with scooter)
the fеar gon’ roll in when he tired
i called him too (roll tide)
blessin’ the wall got me throwin’ cheese at the mayor’s house (annoyed)
if madonna wanna stay the night, i’ma leave the cable out (we ain’t got no cable)
tryna touch a [?]
tryna make nicki minaj touch her toes (her toes)
the bills do my mama cryin’
all i think about, k!llin’ buffalos (k!llin’ buffalos)
[verse 3: rylo rodriguez & nocap]
and i don’t mean to be rude
all about that paper, yeah (yeah)
i’ma make the news
you call ray [?] and they still won’t talk the blues (yeah)
the more days, it’s like n0body never knew (n0body never knew)
so, they some b-st-rds
turn ’em to some shoes (to some j’s)
straight out that jungle, we won’t never see a zoo (see a zoo)
the nerds that beat the block, they left it with a boof (yeah, yeah)
[verse 4: nocap]
the hate been buildin’ up, i gotta keep my tool (yeah, eh)
i gotta take care of my family no matter what i do (yeah, eh)
think it’s so weird how these bullets rang out (rang out)
i’ma watch these n-ggas close, they wanna gain clout (gain clout)
they plannin’ to fit in, we got smoke, can’t ring it out (can’t ring it out)
when they talk [?], mama know he wildin’ out (nah)
[?] could die sleepin’ on the couch (yeah)
i like how you smile, let’s f-ck around and make a [?]
they think i’m never changin’ (change, yeah)
that paper smelled better
they just wanna be famous (wanna be famous)
i’m a king like chris webber
i fell in love with a [?], yeah (yeah)
girl, don’t go to jail cuttin’ percocet 10’s
side hoe a cougar, i ate a adderall 30
she saw my pain and i’ma nut
i know, no worries
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