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letra de got 'em - rnd officially

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[intro]
say bruh d-mn, d-mn d-mn
d-mn, d-mn, d-mn, oh, ok

(yung $piiffii)

[verse 1]
say bro lemme get ’em, i got ’em (let’s get it)
ion wanna be waiting 8 bars for this sh-t
to kick in, i be ready to rock ’em (i dig it)
n-ggas say say we the goats we poppin’ (no cap)

man that sh-t mean a lot when you come from
the mud when they rather just see you in poverty
(forreal) n-gga run me my plate i’m starving
(uh, hol’ on, uh, aye, aye)

see that’s what i’m waiting on (yup c’mon)
lil b-tch text me a picture like daddy i want you
she ain’t got her panties on (ooh forreal?)

text her back like what’s happening? i’m on it
lemme come еat that sh-t up bologna (you dig it?)
nah i’m playing you know i don’t eat pork
i ate that sh-t that like somе muhf-cking roni
boy i been me a big (yup), big (yup), big big
ooh ooh, boy i been me a big dog in this cage
i don’t know about you lil n-ggas (yo)
i’m messaging her cl-toris (nah forreal)
while she sucking a n-gga d-ck (ooh)

when i pull that sh-t out her mouth
she gon’ bend that ass over she know
what the f-ck it is (forreal)
she know i get it in (forreal)
she know $piiffii gon’ get it in (forreal)

ah goes her mouth, i do this sh-t faithfully
because that b-tch talking back (b-tch shut up)
and then when she through that sh-t back
i done through her the d-ck
like a muhf-cking runner back (i did)

when i hit that b-tch from the back
plus i got endurance she ask why i ain’t cumming yet?
(huh) b-tch how you gon’ ask me that (hol’ up b-tch)
see now i gotta run it back (huh b-tch hol’ up, shh)

[chorus]
h-llo? bro said he gon’ get ’em, he got ’em
(and you know i ain’t playing)
take it to the floor (whoo)
young n-gga don’t want smoke
(what the f-ck is you sayin’?)
she gon’ go (vroom vroom)
if you get up in our way we gon’
(aim straight for the head)
i ain’t no joke (nah)
young n-gga just don’t know

[verse 2]
aye, you know how i do it when i do it, (do it)
come right on the scene hoes lose it, (lose it)
i’m gettin’ to that cake and you n-ggas don’t wanna play
and we gettin’ rid of you n-ggas that’s tryna get in the way
they don’t wanna see a real n-gga lose it (lose it)

and we got them f-ck n-ggas clueless (uh huh)
everybody wanna know what we doing
n-ggas tryna jack my style i’m the influence (what!)

n-gga gettin’ green and we really up in this b-tch
she ain’t gotta go home, but she can’t sleep up in this b-tch
muhf-ckahs can’t do it how we do it my n-gga

stay up in ya lane before we really prove it my n-gga
you ain’t even got no sauce and you got the audacity to talk
boy who is you my n-gga?

aye, aye, aye (aye) you know we don’t play (don’t play)
riding with the gun on me (me)
know i keep the hunnits on me (on me)
booty fat put the buns on me (on me)
and i’m riding till the tank on e (on e)
and we’ll pull up where you at, f-ck around get smacked
and you know that my shooters all g’s
pull up to ya b-tch house f-ck her then i leave

[chorus]
bruh told me to get ’em, i got ’em
(and you know i ain’t playing)
take it to the floor (whoo)
young n-gga don’t want smoke
(what the f-ck is you sayin’?)

she gon’ go (vroom vroom)
if you get up in our way we gon’
(aim straight for the head)
i ain’t no joke (nah)
young n-gga just don’t know

(toot that thang up)

- rnd officially

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