letra de face card - omgkeon
[chorus]
huh, b-tch, i got them bands all in my pockets
choppa bullets flyin’, i’m like d-mn look what you started, yeah
if it ain’t ’bout money, i don’t care about your bargains
i just walked up in that b-tch and you got dropped down
yeah, i’m the realest n-gga in here, i can’t break down
my b-tch bendin’ over, she got h-lla ass up in her [?]
i-i got motion, you got songs, well b-tch, i’m closing all that sh-t down
i got diamonds on my f-cking wrist now
i can’t waste no time, so much money to make
say you bro, b-tch, you not my mans, you so f-cking fake
ridin’ ’round, spinnin’ on you n-ggas, wit’ that f-cking drake
did her wrong, but i want her back, like i miss you, bae
huh, i got balmain on my jeans, that how i feel today
in that f-cking ghost, my twin up in that f-cking wraith
i’m not havin’ kids, i shoot my nut up on her f-cking face
walkin’ down, [?] talkin’ down, i shoot you in your face
[verse]
yeah, y-yeah
they like twin what you on? yeah
[?]
i’m that rеal n-gga, i can’t let her do me wrong
b-tch, i’m on my apе sh-t, ima beat on chest like king kong
i don’t f-ck with that [?], t-talk down, you get slammed
i-, i-i-i’m in that b-tch go ham, she wan’ suck my d-ck on cam
b-b-b-tch, i’m on that field like cam, n-gga talkin’ sh-t on spam
yeah, hol’ on, i’m like- i-i’m like, yeah, y-y-yeah, walk in that b-tch like yeah
(i’m like yeah, i’m like yeah)
[chorus]
huh, b-tch, i got them bands all in my pockets
choppa bullets flyin’, i’m like d-mn look what you started
if it ain’t ’bout money, i don’t care about your bargains
i just walked up in that b-tch and you got dropped down
yeah, i’m the realest n-gga in here, i can’t break down
my b-tch bendin’ over, she got h-lla ass up in her [?]
i got motion, you got songs, well b-tch, i’m closing all that sh-t down
i got diamonds on my f-cking wrist now
i can’t waste no time, so much money to make
say you bro, b-tch, you not my mans, you so f-cking fake
ridin’ ’round, spinnin’ on you n-ggas, wit’ that f-cking drake
did her wrong, but i want her back, like i miss you, bae
huh, i got balmain’s on my jeans, that how i feel today
in that f-cking ghost, my twin up in that f-cking wraith
i’m not havin’ kids, i shoot my nut up on her f-cking face
walkin’ down, [?] talkin’ down, i shoot you in your face
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