letra de bone - slump6s
[chorus]
i f-ck around, put a rack in a zone
f-ckin’ that ho, i ain’t bringin’ her home
n-gga’s, they callin’, ain’t pick up the phone
i call my brudda, to tell him i’m on
big glock, send that n-gga to rome
big dog, i just need me a bone
walk into choo wit’ my bruddas, b-tch
i’m finna ball wit’ my bruddas, huh?
i get money, what a mother-, huh?
i’m the top dog, ain’t no other, huh?
pulled off, in that hummer
you know lil’ kota, f-ckin’ up the summer
run up a check, then i get another
b-tches get checked, then we pushin’ under, huh?
[verse]
i just might hit up rodeo
yeah, my b-tch, she [?] (ha)
p-ssy get knotted like kayo, yeah
i’m wit’ my ho, n-gga, kato, yeah
spin his crib, look like a draco, yeah
big f-ckin’ chop, it’s a draco, yeah
hop off thе flight, i go right to the stu’
’cause thesе n-ggas know that i don’t play ho, yeah
i did this sh-t on my own (yeah)
on bro, this sh-t not a joke, uh-huh
my wrist, it look like a boat, uh-huh
hop on the beat, and i float, uh-huh
tried to push me, but he choked, uh-huh
tried to push me, but he sold out
told that b-tch she wasn’t doin it right
now that b-tch started usin’ her whole mouth
you was supposed to be the realest n-gga
how the f-ck you turn to a ho now?
i’m only seventeen, been countin’ figures
i’m finna go buy me a home now
that n-gga tweakin’, he still off them jiggas
now n0body callin’ his phone now
these n-ggas really be b-tchin’ in us
i’m finna go fly right to rome now
i got yo’ b-tch in the room
i’m in la, not talkin’ capone, ah
i really been in my zone
i got women to buy my chrome, ah
rockin’ sh-t, you get jowned
all this stress sh-t, leave me alone, hah
b-tch, i been tickin’ you on
i don’t know what the f-ck he be on, ah
[bridge]
i ain’t wit’ that
n-ggas b-tch, and i know they be kit-kat
catch yo’ brudda, boy, go get ya’ l!ck back
me and you, n-gga, that sh-t a miss-match
arp on my lap, it go, “cl-t-clat”
and that glock in my hand, it got kickback
i might sign on yo’ ass gettin’ kickback
i ain’t lackin’ b-tch i’m stayin’ wit’ that
got yo’ ho bro, come get yo’ b-tch back
in a big body, b-tch, i’ma peel off
n-ggas talkin’ ’bout that, that done fell off
p-ssy n-gga, you ain’t even been on
disrespectful lil’ n-gga, get spit on (ack-tff)
what you gon’ do ’bout it?
how yo’ b-tch a lil’ ho, you ain’t knew ’bout it?
took yo’ b-tch, and i bought her a new body, hrr
[chorus]
i f-ck around, put a rack in a zone
f-ckin’ that ho, i ain’t bringin’ her home
n-gga’s, they callin’, ain’t pick up the phone
i call my brudda, to tell him i’m on
big glock, send that n-gga to rome
big dog, i just need me a bone
walk into choo wit’ my bruddas, b-tch
i’m finna ball wit’ my bruddas, huh?
i get money, what a mother-, huh?
i’m the top dog, ain’t no other, huh?
pulled off, in that hummer
you know lil’ kota, f-ckin’ up the summer
run up a check, then i get another
b-tches get checked, then we pushin’ under, huh?
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