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letra de johnny dang - smokepurpp

[intro: smokepurpp]
(ronny j go stupid, ooh)
(b-tch, oh)
(b-tch i came from the bottom) (bless yo trap)
(b-tch i came from the, ey)
(b-tch i came from the, uh)
(b-tch i came from the bottom)
(uh)

[chorus: smokepurpp]
b-tch i came from the bottom
i know they hate cause i walk with a bag
baguettes in my mouth they cant f-ck johnny dang
i came in rari that’s not a mustang
you must be stupid you think you gonn’ touch me
in the club and pouring the bubbly
b-tch i wanna f-ck, no huggy
pimp the b-tch out then i buy her some huggies
you the same b-tch that did not want to touch me
pull out the racks now i got the hoe coming
all of these rap n-ggas cats, you n-ggas really gonn’ live what you rap
ride with that draco, that b-tch in my lap
my pockets, yo b-tch gotta stuff em with racks
i dont want your company that sh-t does not act
this sh-t is your life i dont act
[verse 1: smokepurpp]
look at my cup, my chain (same thing)
(beat up beat up i beat up)
i recon a setup and this is a new round
the ar got titties and that b-tch got long range
i smoke a pound to the dome
b-tch i get boozy i’m sending her home
look at that ap that b-tch got two tone
i got two b-tches, i keep me two phones
my mothers black i cant f-ck with the chrome
i’m a trap baby, the trap is my home
rolls royce chairs just to flex on these n-ggas
used to be broke now i stretch on these n-ggas
i get that cheese like i ordered a pizza
huh, hold on, walk in the club with my pull on
got the backwoods on me get my roll on
f-ck on that b-tch then i told her to get home

[chorus: smokepurpp]
b-tch i came from the bottom
i know they hate cause i walk with a bag
baguettes in my mouth they cant f-ck johnny dang
i came in rari that’s not a mustang
you must be stupid you think you gonn’ touch me
in the club and pouring the bubbly
b-tch i wanna f-ck, no huggy
pimp the b-tch out then i buy her some huggies
you the same b-tch that did not want to touch me
pull out the racks now i got the hoe coming
all of these rap n-ggas cats, you n-ggas really gonn’ live what you rap
ride with that draco, that b-tch in my lap
my pockets, yo b-tch gotta stuff em with racks
i dont want your company that sh-t does not act
this sh-t is your life i dont act
[verse 2: lil yachty]
give me my mo’f-cking credit
n-ggas tough on the net, reddit
if you bet i bet you regret it
h-ll cat, i had to offset it
i dont f-ck with rat n-ggas, they weirdos
keep a strap on me just like a queer hoe
fn on plastic, d-ld-
maybach’s in drive, no steering wheel
they run in their place, treadmill
baby girl wait i say ey-yo
baby girl white as the yayo
f-ck in a ?? keikos
i rocking sh-t you aint seen
they be like d-mn they aint made those
aim with the wrist line
choppin down sh-t like wood pine
park where i want, i dont pay fines
?? i dont make lies
i got a black lebano ralph lauren
had the b-tch take x if she act boring
get them in the sand doing tricks for some ?? p-rn
my brother bless tracks, he doing that pimp while he full on

- smokepurpp

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