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letra de always workin - onpointlikeop & rah swish

[intro: onpointlikeop]
free the guys
r.i.p. the guys
disrespect, ha
no way he alive
hunnid shots any time we collide
p-ssy

[verse 1: onpointliekop]
ha, no 9-to-5, know i’m always workin’ (you know)
n-gga either in the trap, or i’m in the stu’ tryna sell verses, ha, ha
see it, i like it, know i gotta purchase (ha)
god put me for a purpose
anything i got, know i deserve this
glizzy got blast, put him on the surface (brrt)
n-ggas be talkin’, never put no work in
go in the drill, move like a surgeon
n-ggas be b-tches, tryna steal purses
how you spendin’ more than you earnin’?
all of that d-ckridin’ ain’t workin’, n-ggas is worthless (worth)
better gеt a bag, gotta be determinеd (like that)
beefin’ with me, n-ggas already know bad for your health (you know)
if i don’t got it, n0body got it, lettin’ off shots, takin’ on the baow (baow, baow, baow, ha)
n-ggas don’t know how a n-gga felt
i’m tryna double stack up my wealth
get to the bag, stay to myself (nine shots)
[verse 2: rah swish]
uh, you wanted the stain if you never seen it (seen it)
they said that i was the meanest
brodie got locked, see my face in the preset
they want an answer, i never seen sh-t
shorty a dancer, i gave her breesha
i see her name on my phone, that’s treesha
she let me paint her face, mona lisa (woo)
when my bussy caught a body, we had beepers
i gave my b-tch a ten from the feature (look)
if she ’bout to hold it down, she a keeper
i gotta import it for the visa
i tell ’em ”free bishop”, gettin’ dirty money
brodie put in work like a 9 to 5 (9 to 5)
couple n-ggas speakin’ on the deads
so i sent the breads, said ”they gotta die” (brr)
disrespect, then we gotta slide (slide)
he don’t split, he ain’t one of mine (one of mine)
i’m on ten when i come outside
pop a perc .30 like i’m traumatized
with a box of bullets, i’ma reload
bet i pull up shootin’ like a free throw (bah)
put the red dot through the peep hole (brr, brr)
tote the chop’ at his leak hole

[verse 3: onpointlikeop & rah swish]
p-ssy, ran through a hunnid, hunnid times (gang)
he don’t do a hit, he ain’t of mines (nah)
never cool with the other side
if i catch you with him, then you know you die (p-ssy)
kick me a chef, always had more money than friends (you know)
couple trips through the opp tides, if we miss, know we bend again, p-ssy
then we bend again (look), then we bend again (look)
brodie look him down, empty the clip (brr)
level thirty rounds, hollows for the tips (baow)
n-ggas ain’t meant, actin’ like a b-tch
when i hit the towns, they ain’t know sh-t
know that i’m the ape with a couple rips
opy through eight, i’ma throw six
i’ma hit the crib, aim for the rib (bah)

- onpointlikeop rah swish

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