letra de solo. - sadboyshaq
[chorus]
n-gga died ’bout a typo
f-ck what i said before, boy, i don’t need no white ho
hk up on my f-ckin’ hip, gon’ give ’em lipo’
hit the block, three days out the whip, spinnin’ like the cyclone
they listen to my lyrics, they call me a psycho
hit the b-tch one time, i gotta go, i tell her “bye, ho”
b-tch, i need the first class, my n-gga, i can’t fly coach
i’m not in concrete boys, but i’m the f-ckin’ boat
he ain’t drake, make his head turn like [half?] b-tch (like a [half?] b-tch)
they n-ggas robbin’ in the bank, come here, a thous’, b-tch
spendin’ through an unreleased, hit him with a brown switch
so when you see me you better duck ’cause i got low sh-t
my boy gon’ serve you up, just like some allahu sh-t
yo’ b-tch in the penthouse, top floor, she gettin’ pounded
they push the plan, and they like “d-mn, you gotta a low b-tch”
i seen his body, left that sh-t, yeah, where i found it
[verse]
straight profits, n-gga, are we stayin’ with the solo cups
drankin’ and smokin’, poppin’ pills until i’m throwin’ up
oh sh-t, he ain’t believe, i might aswell just show him some’
i need a bean, b-tch, i’m a fein like my name was rotunda
uh, kidnap your mans, i tell ’em “stay quiet” (stay quiet)
but i’ve insist to have a girl, i feel like i’m bray wyatt
you [?] got the lo’, n-gga, spin it, boy, you stay lyin’ (stay lyin’)
i’m tryna dunk with twentyfour just like i’m kobe bryant
i break the [?] for that b-tch just like a fire hydrant
and i ain’t even pull the trigger, n-gga, why you cryin’?
i told her “b-tch, don’t call my phone ’cause i got it on silent”
i’m spinnin’ through, shoot through the tesla, it’s on autopilot
i’m tryna k!ll everybody, it’s like got a war
found with that n-gga, work [?] then burn down the store
“you know how to get a n-gga k!lled?”, huh, of course
i get a n-gga burnt split ’cause he with the court
i’m tryna pass the money out, i feel like mrbeast
i might just skeet up on your b-tch, give her the money seed
you pick your mans up, i heard this an emergency
they do them all with hoes, n-gga froze, move urgently
you movin’ with the dope, n-gga slow, had a dirty v
unknown k!ller, n-gga never heard of me
it’s not a joke, they burned his clothes, they gave him third degree
i heard they shot your baby in the face, that lil’ boy turned to three
[chorus]
n-gga died ’bout a typo
f-ck what i said before, boy, i don’t need no white ho
hk up on my f-ckin’ hip, gon’ give ’em lipo’
hit the block, three days out the whip, spinnin’ like the cyclone
they listen to my lyrics, they call me a psycho
hit the b-tch one time, i gotta go, i tell her “bye, ho”
b-tch, i need the first class, my n-gga, i can’t fly coach
i’m not in concrete boys, but i’m the f-ckin’ boat
he ain’t drake, make his head turn like [half?] b-tch (like a [half?] b-tch)
they n-ggas robbin’ in the bank, come here, a thous’, b-tch
spendin’ through an unreleased, hit him with a brown switch
so when you see me you better duck ’cause i got low sh-t
my boy gon’ serve you up, just like some allahu sh-t
yo’ b-tch in the penthouse, top floor, she gettin’ pounded
they push the plan, and they like “d-mn, you gotta a low b-tch”
i seen his body, left that sh-t, yeah, where i found it
[intro]
(huh, this my best work)
(this my best work, come up, make the guapp twerk)
(ewh, make that guapp twerk, n-gga, make the guapp twerk)
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