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letra de betta ask somebody - otm

[intro: blue pesos]
(purple k)
better ask somebody
b-tch
(i get my plug from the narcos, the mexicans)

[verse 1: blue pesos]
big bank buddah, he might die for any sl!ck [?]
put that heat on him, n-ggas get to trippin’, he’s a spot burner
mops clеanin’ opps and juice, ’cause it’s all purpose
fiеnds left a f-g breakdancin’, we for sure served him
spin around, k!ll yourself, b-tch, go kamikazi
bully breaker chops, i just parked a n-gga big body
n-gga, you ain’t lookin’ too good, get a new hobby
my neck blindin’ everybody but sh-t don’t mind me
n-gga, get the f-ck out my face, you’s an old n-gga
i’m tryna get a bag, quit buggin’, leave me ‘lone, b-tch
your b-tch came jiggy on the floor, gave her disco fever
i’ma get to slappin’ on these n-ggas for no reason
[chorus: blue pesos]
big bank buddah on my neck, better ask somebody
rich gon’ ‘head if you bold, i’ma flatline you
the stincs run the city, big bag, better ask somebody
lookin’ at me stupid, mean mugs, i’m finna blast somebody
big bank buddah on my neck, better ask somebody
rich gon’ ‘head if you bold, i’ma flatline you
the stincs run the city, big bag, better ask somebody
lookin’ at me stupid, mean mugs, i’m finna blast somebody

[verse 2: ralfy the plug]
big bank uchies in my pocket, you see the racks fallin’ out
i was in the pen’ for ten glocks, a maximum count
he off that rock playin’ with the plug, we’ll get smacked in the [?]
stincs ain’t home, we kickin’ down doors in the back of the house
stove too big, we ain’t playin’ in this b-tch, we’ll drag it out
it’s not too much you can say about the plug when you bad mouthed him
blowin’ bands on ‘fits every week, f-ck a stylist
i’m talkin’ ’bout racks, not a couple thousand
i hit dime b-tches that come with low mileages
i remember them days when we was crashin’ whips with low miles on ’em
playin’ with me, tryna get the formula, i’ma leave him plankton
opp pulled up and let the chop sing like aretha franklin, the plug

[chorus: blue pesos]
big bank buddah on my neck, better ask somebody
rich gon’ ‘head if you bold, i’ma flatline you
the stincs run the city, big bag, better ask somebody
lookin’ at me stupid, mean mugs, i’m finna blast somebody
big bank buddah on my neck, better ask somebody
rich gon’ ‘head if you bold, i’ma flatline you
the stincs run the city, big bag, better ask somebody
lookin’ at me stupid, mean mugs, i’m finna blast somebody
[verse 3: duffy]
sh-t, better ask somebody
playin’ with your life, tough talkin’, go ask somebody
there go all them day d-ck riders, they all on harleys
how can he compete? i been a joint, he ain’t had no money
make the wrong move on me, white chalk that n-gga
if he broke, get ignored, i don’t know n-ggas
she gon’ do backflip for this ice that’s on em
too exclusive, i cannot have a weak b-tch by me
demons by me, rich goons, yeah, that’s up
my homies all beat life, i can’t say too much
another day of f-ckin’ n-ggas over when i’m wakin’ up
leave without a trace, i need that sp-ce n-ggas takin’ up

- otm

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