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letra de bad look - semihomie

[intro]
(d-mn, gotta count this sh-t out)
(uh)
([?])
(aye homie)
(yo hustle)

[verse]
n-gga flashin’ that ten that sh-t light
b-tch i pop this perc’ we be f-ckin’ all night
you keep ridin’ in them ubers i’ma flush you at the light
b-tch f-ck in the city we keep bangin’ her p-ssy tight
my face card hot so i keep that glizzy with me
i’m in this coupe ’bout to hit out this [?]
[?] back door somethin’ i hit at that b-tch
she done reached for my gun had to tell her ’bout herself
these n-ggas ain’t solid they snitchin’ on they self
this big-ass gun keep poppin’ out my gucci belt
goin’ outside n-gga what you need some help?
you still don’t bag n-gga f-ck you need a lift?
broke-ass opps they be stroffin’ in they lyfts
better think with your brain before you usе your lips
my b-tch just told me i got community d-ck
i told her she keep complainin’ i’ma buy hеr friend
i speak for my trenches we havin’
we ain’t gettin’ bagged we the ones that baggin’
these n-ggas got iron but we [?] took
free [?] bro got a n-gga stash [?]
free [?] bro fresh out the hole with that knife
the opps really b-tches we beefin’ with dyk-s
catch these n-ggas in public they quieter than mice
n-gga go drop your mask if you in your feelings
just told my b-tch ain’t no money in her feelings
[?] on my d-ck they say “y’all promote the k!lling”
half of these n-ggas downfalls be that p-ssy
he tryna spin hit two times he a rookie
i need 200 dubs you wan’ book me
i told that b-tch “bring your friends” [?]
i’m really him b-tch you know you really l-st me
this fit 1k it’s a fine if you touch it
n-gga you ain’t even enough if i k!ll you can’t talk to me
broke-ass n-gga with that broke-ass [?]
free [?] bro could really show you how it cook
[?] in the coupe they behind me they gettin’ cooked
i dropped my perc’ on the ground n-gga watch your foot
i pearl on this sh-t n-gga you better watch how you look
you n-ggas be d-ckriders it really be a bad look
uh, that sh-t sad
‘fore you speak on this sh-t n-gga drop your mask
and this b-tch i wanna hustle we makin’ them bangers
i don’t be seein’ these b-tches they be tellin’ me i’m actin’ famous
yeah i get a hood pass my hood really dangerous
b-tch just tryna f-ck she don’t even know her worth
d-mn near all these b-tches will f-ck for [?]
[?] you think really solid be snitchin’ the first
bro be servin’ that crunch that sh-t boom on the first
used to stay in them rentals was ridin’ with work
used to ride with that m&p now i keep that glock
you callin’ my phone with your problems you gettin’ blocked
you callin’ my phone ’bout drops now we talkin’ business
give a b-tch a back door now we gettin’ to the business
these n-ggas be funny they be screamin’ like some b-tches
ho you get on my bad side you better keep your distance
you ain’t on sh-t you a [?] to them b-tches
[outro]
uh, [?] to them b-tches
uh, got them on the business
i keep my glock i’m in the trenches
uh, uh, these n-ggas a gospel to them b-tches
uh uh, uh, these n-ggas ain’t playin’ with ’em switches

- semihomie

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