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letra de throwup - slump6s

[intro]
yeah, yeah
hol’ up, hey
l-l-let’s go

[chorus]
hot pink 10, i might throw up (huh)
[?]
hop in that scat, do donuts (yeah)
[?]
i just did the lean, we pour a four up
drug, lil’ b-tch, do it over and over
get a bag ‘fore a n-gga show up (h-ll yeah)
keep her mouth close, b-tch bendin’ over (ayy)
c-c-can’t f-ck that b-tch, i ain’t into that (yeah)
she f-ck with me, ’cause my interlink (hey)
[?]
i just went louis v’ leather man
put the grass in my blunt, let it settle in
she can’t name no n-gga that’s better than me
got artillery like a veteran
told her, “watch your step, ’cause these margiela’s ain’t cheap” (yeah)

[verse 1]
i treat that ho like she a real one (yeah)
how she ain’t goin’? ’cause n0body’s gon’ feel sum’ (yeah)
up early mornin’, y-y-you made yo own bed
drugs for my whole head
i’m losin’ focus
[bridge]
yeah (skrrt)
yeah (turn up, turn up)
yeah, yeah
c’mon

[verse 2]
e-e-ever since that i went gold (huh)
she want me to swim in her ocean
hop in that lambo’, go ghost
[?]
lil’ n-gga try jack my flow
vs1 diamond, my face, what you on?
hitting up neiman’s for new saint laurent
might f-ck the lil’ b-tch, then i’m bringin’ her home
ain’t about money, don’t pick up the phone (c’mon)
rap ass n-ggas some clones
f-ck that b-tch, i’m still crossin’ her, owing her chrome
i been investin’ in sh-t, put you on
and i’m back in that mode, puttin’ heart in my songs
i done got rich, it ain’t take very long
money goin’ up fast, that my new favorite joke
that b-tch a shorty, i pass her to chomp
i’m totin’ .40, my cup rick and morty
i said she could pull up, but ho, not for long
i just put in new order, it keep sh-t in order
i make sure that all of my hoes get along
b-tch, i’m gettin’ older, r-r-racks gettin’ older
i guess we really got somethin’ in common
m-m-might pour a six, right in my soda
pour up my name, ’cause i’m really on timin’
[chorus]
hot pink 10, i might throw up (huh)
[?]
h-h-hop in that scat, do donuts (yeah)
[?]
i just did the lean, we pour a four up
drug, lil’ b-tch, do it over and over
get a bag ‘fore a n-gga show up (h-ll yeah)
keep her mouth close, b-tch bendin’ over (ayy)
can’t f-ck that b-tch, i ain’t into that (yeah)
she f-ck with me, ’cause my interlink (hey)
[?]
i just went louis v’ leather man
put the grass in my blunt, let it settle in
she can’t name no n-gga that’s better than me
got artillery like a veteran
told her, “watch your step, ’cause these margiela’s ain’t cheap”

[outro]
huh, huh
uh-huh, uh-huh

- slump6s

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