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letra de survival of the fittest - rah swish, onpointlikeop & dusty locane

[intro: ron suno]
ron suno, n-ggas know the f-ckin’ vibes
(bordeaux and non native)
gang
n-ggas know the scouts (the scouts)
you want beef? then say that (say that)
we might just pull these bands (these bands)
[?] he laid at
(oh my god, who’s this? l beats?)

[chorus: ron suno, rah swish]
look at my life, survival of the fittest (ooh)
yeah, i came up from the trenches (gang)
they know my body, sh-t is really different
we ride the whip, the windows always tinted
if you want beef, just say that (gang)
we pullin’ up, we gon’ find where he lay at
they call me suno, they know i don’t play that
tuckin’ your chain, ’cause they know i’ma take that
look at my life, survival of the fittest (ooh)
yeah, i came up from the trenches
they know my body, sh-t is really different
we ride the whip, the windows always tinted
if you want beef, just say that (gang)
we pullin’ up, we gon’ find where he lay at
they call me suno, they know i don’t play that
tuckin’ your chain, ’cause they know i’ma take that (9 shots)
[verse 1: rah swish]
yeah, my dawg buggin’, he the type to lose it (boom)
if they hot-headed, chop got a cooler (grrrt)
at catholic school, hit ’em with a ruler
if they want beef, turn this sh-t to rufus (baow, baow)
i’ve been in the streets and i got the blueprint
why you tote them knockers? you don’t never shoot it
this a big body, n-gga, are you stupid?
if i don’t got it, beat him ’til he toothless
look, it started with nine shots in the ruger (boom)
now i’m slammin’ .30s in the .9s (.30s in the .9s)
she gives me sloppy toppy in the uber
and said she don’t do it all the time (treesha, do it all the time)
i bought a box of bullets, ’cause those hollow tips make it hard to survive (and i bet he’ll die)
one of the realest that come from trenches
i do what i want, and i’m standin’ on witness (woo)

[chorus: ron suno, onpointlikeop]
look at my life, survival of the fittest (ooh)
yeah, i came up from the trenches (gang)
they know my body, sh-t is really different
we ride the whip, the windows always tinted
if you want beef, just say that (gang)
we pullin’ up, we gon’ find where he lay at
they call me suno, they know i don’t play that
tuckin’ your chain, ’cause they know i’ma take that
look at my life, survival of the fittest (ooh)
yeah, i came up from the trenches
they know my body, sh-t is really different
we ride the whip, the windows always tinted
if you want beef, just say that (gang)
we pullin’ up, we gon’ find where he lay at (ha)
they call me suno, they know i don’t play that
tuckin’ your chain, ’cause they know i’ma take that
[verse 2: onpointlikeop]
p-ssy, better tuck your chain, know we gon’ take that
i catch a body, never leave a witness (you know)
n-ggas talkin’, know i really live it
know this is real life, no gimmicks
know i’m saggin’ more than i’m spendin’
i see a opp, spray that (bah)
even though i’m rich, jumpin’ out the maybach (bah)
if it ain’t on my waist, know brodie got it, all i do is say, “say less” (bah)
now a n-gga dripped out, rockin’ amiris, used to rock payless
i see a chain, take that
if he play tough, leave him where he lay at (ha)
better get a gun, slide for your man, go get some payback (bah)

[chorus: ron suno]
look at my life, survival of the fittest (ooh)
yeah, i came up from the trenches (gang)
they know my body, sh-t is really different
we ride the whip, the windows always tinted
if you want beef, just say that (gang)
we pullin’ up, we gon’ find where he lay at
they call me suno, they know i don’t play that
tuckin’ your chain, ’cause they know i’ma take that
look at my life, survival of the fittest (ooh)
yeah, i came up from the trenches
they know my body, sh-t is really different
we ride the whip, the windows always tinted
if you want beef, just say that (gang)
we pullin’ up, we gon’ find where he lay at
they call me suno, they know i don’t play that
tuckin’ your chain, ’cause they know i’ma take that
[verse 3: dusty locane]
know a n-gga, laid back, we ain’t gon’ play that
pull up in some off-white, left in a straight jack’
young n-gga, i can pull up a maybach
run off, .45 gon’ chase that
heard you ain’t like that, boy, you ain’t fight back
got my hand on my piece like i’m mike jack
and i’m still in the 5 with a couple of sliders (fever)
ain’t no way you can type that
all that sh-t they be rappin’ is fake
need my piece of the work like a cake
you tryna front on the plugs, we gon’ pull up with tecs
no, we ain’t tryna wait (i ain’t waitin’)
it’s just me and my .9 on the date (on the date)
so [?] when we on the race
gotta keep it ’cause n-ggas ain’t shooters
i’m uppin’ the score, then i’m beatin’ the case (rrr-rrr)

- rah swish onpointlikeop dusty locane

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