letra de push start - sexyy red
been a money getter and i been doin’ my thang
b-tches been hatin’ that sh-t ain’t gon’ change
been a bad b-tch, that sh-t ain’t gon’ change
how you mad at me, i don’t even want your old man
who the f-ck this dude, i don’t even know your name
hoes wanna be me but they just can’t hang
me and my baby daddy, glocks look the same
you the side b-tch, imma always be the main
lip gloss poppin’, make the boys go bezerk
i’m feelin’ real s-xyy i ain’t bout to wear a shirt
i see him looking at me, he don’t know i got that work
n-ggas steady asking me how much for a verse
(chorus)
push start whips, iced out chains
fresh outfit and the diamonds on blang
i don’t f-ck with b-tches really i’m my own gang
on the highway swerving, gettin’ me some brain
i’m a f-cking pimp, i be spitting game
me and these b-tches, we are not the same
brand new forces, all white like cocaine
b-tch you want some smoke so imma give your ass the flame
wrist blanging, diamonds dancing
if you want static b-tch, we could get it bracking
i’m riding with my n-gga, 10 and 5, we ain’t lacking
you was talking all that sh-t, what’s the word, hoe what’s happening
hoppin outta trucks, p-ssy b-tch what’s up
i remember being home getting mad stuck
i’m on demon time, and i keep that glock tucked
b-tch don’t try to run, imma shoot you in the b-tt
i don’t give a f-ck b-tch, i don’t give a f-ck
i don’t give a f-ck b-tch, i don’t give a f-ck
i don’t give a f-ck b-tch, i don’t give a f-ck
i don’t give a f-ck b-tch, i don’t give a f-ck
keep that same energy when i see you out, lil mama
and if i’m with my son, then we really got a problem
you better ask about me b-tch, i’m strictly bout that drama
i ain’t playing, i get dirty, imma f-ck your baby father
(chorus)
push start whips, iced out chains
fresh outfit and the diamonds on blang
i don’t f-ck with b-tches really i’m my own gang
on the highway swerving, gettin’ me some brain
i’m a f-cking pimp, i be spitting game
me and these b-tches, we are not the same
brand new forces, all white like cocaine
b-tch you want some smoke so imma give your ass the flame
wrist blanging, diamonds dancing
if you want static b-tch, we could get it bracking
i’m riding with my n-gga, 10 and 5, we ain’t lacking
you was talking all that sh-t, what’s the word, hoe what’s happening
i don’t give a f-ck b-tch, i don’t give a f-ck
i don’t give a f-ck b-tch, i don’t give a f-ck
i don’t give a f-ck b-tch, i don’t give a f-ck
i don’t give a f-ck b-tch, i don’t give a f-ck
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