letra de freestyle - richey mula
intro
keep ya head above water , dont drown
shoutout lil rambo , clout all my young n-gg-s
ainn even have to write this sh-t
verse
shoutout my n-gg- big 5ive
im in this b-tch with six nine
im in this b-tch with some shootas
i got some hoes from scooba
they tryna blow me like tuba
shoutout to scoota the shoota
shoutout my jeweler
i feel like slick rick the ruler
im richey mula my pockets still on tumor
forever long live 4th street moody and coola
im tryna get me a bankroll
im tryna sack it like legos
yea
stack that sh-t up till it can’t fold
till it reach god ankles
he wanna be me but he can’t though
you rappers sweeter than some mangos
2 glocks on me like django
head shot knock off his kango
im flexing on n-gg-s kurt angle
flexing on em like a wrestler
wrestling with these b-tches like hugh hugner
she wanna leave imma let her
why would i trip over one b-tch when im having several
she bad i squeeze her on my schedule
them v’v’ s they drip on my sweater
if he reach for my chain we gone wet him
we gone light that boy up like some sketchers
im on facetime with rere
she wanna meet me on beach street
she said she can’t wait too see me
i told her turn on her t.v
her man start tripping we put him on tv
we gone put him to sleep just like zz
we can f-ck b-tch but i can’t be your bd
these b-tches funny like brebre
pesos on pesos on pesos
stacking that sh-t up like h–rder
still splashin on ya daughter
me and skotty still flipping these b-tches like quaters
between her legs she got that water
i call her voss
i took a loss and i bounced back a boss
these rappers fell off they got lost in the sauce
they used to ride p-ss me when i used to walk
i drip in burberry i dont wear lacoste
got smoke in my lungs im trying not to cough
im anti social i dont like to talk
im on that drank cause i got a light cough
alot on my mind im caught up in my thoughts
went to the bank took them racks out the vault
im on a paperoute i feel just like dolph
my pockets healthy i filled it with cabbage
remember them days i didn’t have it
i had dreams of living lavish
i had to sleep on a pallet
can’t take nomore losses i ran outta tallys
please dont compare me to nun of these rappers
we cut from a whole different fabric
your favorite rapper sold his sold for patek
if he ain’t from sixnine then i gotta tax em
i got them franklins and stacked them
i got more verses than pastors
i dont chase hoes i got asthma
no halloween but i pulled up in casper
money the only thing im chasing after
i know my time coming it need to come faster
i want a house the same size as a castle
came up stayed down
finally getting paid now
diamonds wet lake lowdnes
all these n-gg-s hate now
see me put they face down
b-tches in my face now
imma make her wait now
b-tches be running they mouth
im really running my town
head above water dont drown
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- extrabreit › letra de duo infernal - extrabreit
- suske › letra de tip-tap - suske
- ventricide › letra de do you get it now - ventricide
- lil elfie › letra de в хлам (in the trash) - lil elfie
- better temperatures › letra de sssssex - better temperatures
- ebi › letra de begoo are, begoo na - ebi
- at band › letra de letters - @ (at band)