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letra de we lit - rbf yunginn & bne roger

[intro]
(stop it leo)

[verse 1: bne roger]
i came all that long way trynna get my sh-t up
smoking blunt trynna forget some things but i can’t get it up
i done do a lot of sh-t for them n-ggas they keep switching up
i done run up a lot of bands but i swear it’s not even enough
me and rbf and w-lly we carried away
we made a lot of sh-t that’s a hit
came up with stick n-gga hit your head
came up with b-tch she gave me a head
came up with a stick your n-ggas not lit
came up with a drac’ hit you on your face
she said she’s not even coming
with a drac n-gga split on that
n-gga came and turn slices
i feel shark n-gga we be eating
i be on town n-ggas so excited
i be doing sh-t, i ain’t pushing violence
but with drac hit n-gga face
came up then i turn the place
came up then i turn the place
bad b-tch she wanna f-ck then i made her amazed
f-ck her way too good then i made her shake
dropping more hits, making n-ggas dance
f-ck around, n-gga take shot
f-ckin’ in your b-tch, i know she’s a thot
n-gga f-ck around, get em popped
and i swear you can’t do non
[verse 2: rbf yunginn]
and i swear you can’t do non, me n bne will turn you to a blunt
and i swear p-ssy n-gga dumb, why the f-ck that p-ssy n-gga tryna run?
cause he know a n-gga got a gun, yeah he know lil n-gga shoots for fun
like p-ssy boy ain’t no run yeah like p-ssy boy no return
you better fight me back n-gga pick your gun
where that n-gga at? where that n-gga gone?
smokin’ on some crack, n-gga they go dumb
call that p-ssy back tell him “we not done”
i feel like kai cenat but i’m not from bronx
i really don’t get sad i just be mad, yeah you know to be honest
my shawty ass so fat, i f-ck her from the back
yeah you know she a goddess
i’m f-ckin’, i’m blowing out her back, she really missed me back
lil shawty really f-cking toxic
i tryna trap a n-gga in a closet
i tryna make a h-lla f-cking profit
i tryna put that n-gga in a box
yeah, i’m king of jungle like a lion, yeah you a p-ssy n-gga like a fox
huh, he a broke ass n-gga wearing crocs
if you messing with b-n-e you get popped
huh glock and lazer on his top yeah you p-ssy n-gga better stop
we spin on your block, we tryna catch a opp
we makin’ some hit i think we bout to drop

[verse 3: bne roger]
came up with a draco make n-gga drop
came up with your b-tch, she give me top
give that b-tch good d made her like “oh god “
n-gga get knocked, n-gga out your house
i be on your block like it’s nothing else
can’t waste no time me and rbf tryna get more bands, tryna get em m’s
tryna be on top tryna be on trend
i ain’t wasting my time them n-ggas broke
[verse 4: rbf yunginn]
we not wasting no time n-gga we on go
she knows that i’m lit, she f-ckin’ with my bro
we on demon time, n-gga who want smoke?
i came with my stick knockin’ on your door
i be with my slime n-gga that bro
i’m not worried about dying i’m afraid to be broke
having no money is not a f-ckin’ joke
if you come for my money n-gga you get smoked
p-ssy n-gga you get poked
n-gga get close, n-gga gettin’ choked
hangin’ that b-tch ass n-gga with no rope
we smokin’ whoever like a f-ckin’ dope
r-b-f we don’t give a f-ck we let it blow
pressing that boy in front of his f-cking hoe
heart colder than a f-ckin’ snow, my finger on trigger n-gga say h-llo
with my slime b-tch we pulled up to your f-ckin’ show
i’m rbf now these motherf-ckers know
making money, my pockets greedy i need me more
b-tch i go crazy like a motherf-ckin’ hoe, lil n-gga got cash, lil n-gga makin’ dough
send me no texts, lil b-tch you get ignored
i’m with my gang, b-tch you get ignored
we run up the bag and they staying poor

- rbf yunginn bne roger

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