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letra de ok/blick - slump6s

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[intro]
zaysk!llz

[chorus]
why is a broke n-gga tryna tell me ’bout some money?
she tried to say that we f-cked, b-tch, we ain’t do nothing
i’m in the trap right now, b-tch, we get to gunning, n-gga
that n-gga wifing a ho, she done f-cked ’bout a hundred n-ggas
n-ggas try to shoot at me, okay, n-gga ain’t shoot that sh-t
n-gga keep flexing the gun on the ‘gram, n-gga, that is not your bl!ck
went to benihanas one time, came back ’cause i already had chopsticks
okay, n-gga tried to end his live so i joined, lil’ boy, you is not that quick
[bridge]
uh, you got to stop that b-tch, on god
you got to stop that ho, on god
how you hit a jugg and they ain’t break bread? on god, they not your bros (on god)
y’all shared a bnb in l.a., on god, them not your clothes
okay, b-tch, you can be mad i’m f-cking with your friend, on god, y’all not that close

[verse]
in thе trap doing the most
b-tch, i’m a g.o.a.t., but i’m in a lamb’
i’m at the top with dude, wе have a toast
i’m sorry, just ’cause the way that i am
f-ck all the bullsh-t, be lying too much
count up the knots and i’m back on my hand
stop all the xans, they hit the front, no stopping the feds
i’m at the backdoor coolin’ with bino
tried to talk down but you can’t do better
blow your whole advance on a moncler sweater
i’ma just wake up and cop the ms, no wonder that m is my favorite letter
uh, you ain’t seen a berretta? okay
rick owen jacket, it’s leather, okay
b-tch, i got my money together
i’m a professional big money getter
i’m a professional big money spreader, ah
hmm, mm-mm, professional get money— uh
[chorus]
why is a broke n-gga tryna tell me ’bout some money? (b-tch, ew)
she tried to say that we f-cked, b-tch, we ain’t do nothing
i’m in the trap right now, b-tch, we get to gunning, n-gga (ew, boom, boom)
that n-gga wifing a ho, she done f-cked ’bout a hundred n-ggas
n-ggas try to shoot at me, okay, n-gga ain’t shoot that sh-t
n-gga keep flexing the gun on the ‘gram, n-gga, that is not your bl!ck (that’s not your bl!ck)
went to benihanas one time, came back ’cause i already had chopsticks
okay, n-gga tried to end his live so i joined, lil’ boy, you is not that quick

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