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letra de sns - rtbu dugg

[intro]
d-mn, this sh-t is smokin’ good
(tzy on some other sh-t)
yup, ayy, uh

[verse 1: getrichzay]
load that beat up (aight, come on)
arp hold sixty rounds (boom), it’s hard to load my heat up (boom, boom, boom)
yup, just made ten off distrokid (ayy), i can get and kick my feet up (racks)
yeah, i just made ten off distrokid, n-ggas f-ckin’ up they re-up (aight, come on)
brand-new chopper, double ds (boom), had to upgrade from a c cut (yup)
b walked in the store, he bought a mask, it must be time to creep up (on bro)
ayy, had to play my song three times again, one line they can’t even keep up (huh?)
ayy, they be stuck
ayy, these ain’t our size, b-tch, i paid two bands on the shoes that luck like tux
ayy, never lack, me and folks got six hundred shots in this brand-nеw truck (bah, boom, boom)
ayy, covid-19 held me out, i don’t know why thesе n-ggas still hate trump (how?)
ayy, on my right side it’s a glock (yup)
and my left pocket a lump (aight, let’s go)
ayy, i just met this white b-tch last night, this b-tch asked me for a blunt
ayy, i was locked up for that shh, eatin’ state case on my bunk
ayy, now i’m somewhere out in cali’ with lil flip smokin’ on runtz (yup, smokin’ on shh)
bro like, “what you need? i punch” (what up?)
ayy, we might mix the lean with punch (aight)
ayy, we gon’ hit they block, get on feet (pah, pah), see a opp (pah), crunch (pah, pah, aight come on)
where they at? they want smoke, lil tay pass the dutch (aight, come on)
ayy, he get off that six (aight), he ain’t got no rock, he catch the bus (come on)
[chorus: getrichzay & rtbu dugg]
yup, this that sns
this that grab your glock, go grab your mask
n-gga, go grab your vest (aight, come on)
ayy, this that pull up with your b-tch, now you caught that b-tch off x (nah)
this that go and grab your cup, mix the wocky with the tech (aight, come on)
this glock here ain’t semi-auto, uh, hit you six times in your neck
ayy, this that pull up on they block, shoot that b-tch just like a vet (aight)
this that sns
this that grab your glock, go grab your mask
n-gga, go grab your vest (aight, come on)
ayy, this that pull up with your b-tch, now you caught that b-tch off x (nah)
this that go and grab your cup, mix the wocky with the tech (aight, come on)
this glock here ain’t semi-auto, uh, hit you six times in your neck
ayy, this that pull up on they block, shoot that b-tch just like a vet (pull up, yeah, aight)

[verse 2: rtbu dugg & getrichzay]
this that gms (yeah)
hop out like, “who dyin’ next?” (next)
.556 rip through your vest (ayy)
ain’t no sense in havin’ that (that)
bad lil’ b-tch, she get wet
this that walkdown, this sh-t i’m talkin’ ’bout (’bout)
this that sh-t that got me walkin’ down, shootin’ at your mama house
this that sos, hoppin’ out wherever you at
this that sh-t that get you stretched (stretched)
pray to lord, he really best (best)
he don’t no best, who next?
arp, this b-tch a nat
.556 gon’ split through sh-t, sixty rounds pop out where you at (yeah)
this that pop your sh-t, get him stretched and then f-ck his b-tch
bg, ggg, wide bodies in, srt (skrrt)
this that linkin’ up, me and ‘zay be poppin’ on ever season (poppin’)
your b-tch, she want a streak, pretty lips and suck all on my meat (suck)
answer call, v hop out, leave a n-gga sh-t on the streets
posted with my beam, so when i push up, n-gga know it’s me (skrrt, prr, come on)
[chorus: getrichzay]
yup, this that sns
this that grab your glock, go grab your mask
n-gga, go grab your vest (aight, come on)
ayy, this that pull up with your b-tch, now you caught that b-tch off x (nah)
this that go and grab your cup, mix the wocky with the tech (aight, come on)
this glock here ain’t semi-auto, uh, hit you six times in your neck
ayy, this that pull up on they block, shoot that b-tch just like a vet (aight)
this that sns
this that grab your glock, go grab your mask
n-gga, go grab your vest (aight, come on)
ayy, this that pull up with your b-tch, now you caught that b-tch off x (nah)
this that go and grab your cup, mix the wocky with the tech (aight, come on)
this glock here ain’t semi-auto, uh, hit you six times in your neck
ayy, this that pull up on they block, shoot that b-tch just like a vet (aight)

- rtbu dugg

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