letra de not the average - nutso thugn
[intro]
(it’s f-ckin’ redda, fu-fu-f-ckin’)
(redda)
[chorus]
gettin’ money, n-gga, count a hunnid (woah, woah)
[?], boy this sh-t do not love me (woah, woah, woah)
got that fye on me, i don’t do the, uh-
got that fye on me, i don’t do the fussin’
goofy ass hoe talkin’ ’bout that she love
that’s the first and last time that we f-ckin’
come in this b-tch with yo’ chain, better tuck it
don’t ask [?]
[?] with this sh-t, get ugly
thumbin’ through hunnids, i’m thumbin’, i’m thumb-
i’m in [?], this sh-t don’t don’t love me
i’m in the street this sh-t don’t love me
can’t leave this sh-t ‘cus it feel like it love me
f-ck n-gga, i don’t do the tusslin’
you play with me, fye get to bussin’ quick
told you n-ggas that i’m not the average
make yo’ ass disappear like somе magic sh-t
pop the clip in the gun like a magic trick
f-ckеd his b-tch, now he wanna be ’bout a b-tch
[?], lil’ n-gga, how that make sense?
[verse]
put that fye on lil’ buddy, give it quick
that sh-t that you doin’, sh-t ain’t it
nutso thugn really thuggin’ b-tch
when i walk through this b-tch, on the f-ck sh-t
i can tell by yo’ eye, he ain’t buss’ sh-t
gotta run it up back so i [?]
n-gga talkin’ bout he hangin’ ’round them [?]
who the f-ck [?]
cappin’ in yo’ rap, n-gga he ain’t dead
hang around the opps, [?]
n-gga you a rat, you ain’t really that
n-gga k!ll a rat, and we standin’ on that
f-ckin’ on a thot, and i’m pullin’ her tracks
love the way that sh-t clap when i hit from the back
[chorus]
gettin’ money, n-gga, count a hunnid (woah, woah)
[?], boy this sh-t do not love me (woah, woah, woah)
got that fye on me, i don’t do the, uh-
got that fye on me, i don’t do the fussin’
goofy ass hoe talkin’ ’bout that she love
that’s the first and last time that we f-ckin’
come in this b-tch with yo’ chain, better tuck it
don’t ask [?]
[?] with this sh-t, get ugly
thumbin’ through hunnids, i’m thumbin’, i’m thumb-
i’m in [?], this sh-t don’t don’t love me
i’m in the street this sh-t don’t love me
can’t leave this sh-t ‘cus it feel like it love me
f-ck n-gga, i don’t do the tusslin’
you play with me, fye get to bussin’ quick
told you n-ggas that i’m not the average
make yo’ ass disappear like some magic sh-t
pop the clip in the gun like a magic trick
f-cked his b-tch, now he wanna be ’bout a b-tch
[?], lil’ n-gga, how that make sense?
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