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letra de socially distant - rozix

b-tch i be goatted no wonder they dissin′
b-tch when i’m gone i could swear they gon′ miss me
talkin’ dat sh-t they be socially trippin’
but when they see me they be socially distant
try knock me down but i stay in position
i f-ck a b-tch now her ex gon′ be trippin′
flex on the streets ain’t no worries bout′ hitters
i dance with the devil if the grinding was sinnin’
back on my bullsh-t i′m back on my bullsh-t
ak47 should make yo nose bleed
pull to da block wit’ da choppa gon′ rotate
n’ i do jus’ business ya b-tches be boring
flex a muscle new b-tch f-ck on my ex
every time i′m on a syrup or x
stomach full of f-cking colours like red
i don′t text a b-tch i call that fingеr s-x
b-tch i be doin’ it hard as a mo′f-cker
flеx on the streets n’ i flex on these mo′f-ckers
roll on da beat n’ it′s roze on this mo’f-cker
roze on da beat b-tches “glug” on dat mo’f-cker
my b-tch da platinumest hoe in this mo′f-cker
sip me som′ cold n it’s roze in dat bih′
i got some hoes wanna clap on dat bih’
i get the bags n’ the racks in dat bih′
i spent some cash for some ass in this b-tch
she call my ass we be clappin’ that’s bih′
traproze mo′f-cker i goatted this b-tch
i leave a b-tch wit’ goodbyes on da streets
i f-ck a b-tch now she strapped wit my d
i go so hard when i flex on my shi′
107 it’s roze on da beat (brrr)
yeah
call yo motherf-ckin′ 911 for yo backup
roze motherucker ama trap like a champion
pull up in a rolls blacked up, while am laughing
roll up wit’ the bro′s (pa pa) where ya at yeah?
tell these motherf-ckers that i’m back on my bullsh-t
tell these mo’f-ckers that i′m back on my bullsh-t
send y′all all back wit my ass wit’ a full clip
b-tch ama goat ama legend i′m important
go so hard when i’m busting on da beat
go so hard now we never on the streets
and yo b-tch for the streets but she ain′t callin’ me
cuz if she calling my number i call for som′ treez
tarp motherf-cker i goatted this bih’
i took yo hoe to get rozed in this bih’
she suck my d-ck for som′ clothes in this bih′
i took that bih’ for some leads in this bih′
i be real trappin’ so hard for my shi′
i go so hard when i clap on that shi’
she go so hard when she sit on my d-ck
now she callin′ her friends tell em’
“come to this bih'”
i gotta threesome with milfs in this b-tch
i f-ck a b-tch she go hard in this b-tch
i admit it motherf-cker i′m goatted
n′ traproze the way i be starting this b-tch
now i’m on…
throw it up-up for the sky motherf-cker
i′m a roze gold champ n’ a high motherf-cker
lean on ya suckers n it′s cold motherf-cker
go so hard ama bust a mo’f-cker
i′m a real real goat in this bih’ motherf-cker
roze-roze pullin’ up n′ ama trappy motherf-cker
roze pullin′ up ain’t no cap motherf-cker
wrist gold motherf-cker
were ya at motherf-ker?
call up my number my choppa gon′ wake em’ all up
in the morning like 6 in the morning
tell all these mo′f-ckers i’m back on my bullsh-t
mo′f-cker be callin’ his b-tch gon’ be torn
call up yo b-tch n she coming no home
suck on my d-ck yeah she suck ok my thrones
d-mn she a b-tch she a hoe like her followers
but hoes gon′ be hoes n′ these b-tches ain’t bro′s
now she f-ck on my d-ck
now she suck on my d-ck
never for a chick
i jus’ f-ck on dat b-tch
i give her really good sh-t
got som′ really good sh-t
yea i’m mo′f-cking lit
n yeah fire’s what i spit
i’m a goat in this b-tch
i go hard in this b-tch
bust it all for this b-tch
bust it wide for this b-tch
b-tch i be goatted no cap in this b-tch
n′ i′m doing my sh-t for the first in the sentence
i was born back with som’ trap motherf-kers
i was born hard with som′ crack mo’f-ckers
i was leaning hard with som′ trap motherf-ckes
sellin cocaine in the crib cocaina motherf-cker
(brrr) what out for this b-tch mo’f-cker
ama sit-sit down for the trip motherf-cker
roze gold trappin in this b-tch motherf-cker
waking up-up to a b-tch that i dunno motherf-cker
like who is you?
like who is you?
n′ i tell that b-tch
like “who is you?”
n’ then she coming through
n then she tell her ooh
n then she call her friends
n they coming through
man f-ck the beat if it’s stopping too
ama keep rappin′ till i′m outta juice
ama keep rappin’ till i′m outta breath
but now i’m out this b-tch
they gon′ take it too
that’s rozix

- rozix

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