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letra de off top - sofaygo

[intro]
we missed you, faygo
(brehhh! duahh!)

[verse 1]
straight out da crib i tote my f-cking glock (tote my glock)
and every dollar that i make that adds another opp (that’s a opp)
i pull up flex on a n-gga like wtf he thought? (what he thought)
he think he tough i’m with my goblins we gon’ spin that block (bleh, bah bah, bah)
then spin that b-tch again
i don’t need no friends just my brothers and my f-cking kin
only benjamin, make these boujee stripper b-tches dance
i be off these drugs, be so high can’t see where to land (yah, yahahahaaa)
why they think i’m just another man? (bleh!)
might drop dat fye sh-t on em that’s gon’ make em think again (beep!)
i put some fly sh-t on my b-tch just like i’m pеter pan
i walk around wit a revolver likе i’m dirty dan (bleh! bleh!)
and i stay smoking on dat loud but dis a different strand (yea)
she caught me once and i can never trust that b-tch again (yea)
no silver spoon but i guess god just dealt me out dis hand
i play my cards and i win over and over again
i never let no f-ck n-gga play with me
don’t never throw shade on me
i don’t give a f-ck if that b-tch hate on me she’ll still try to lay on me (yahhh)
don’t you ever put your trust on me do you know it’s a snake in me? (slatt, slatt)
love that b-tch cuz she real and she love every mistake in me
i came in wit a brand new bih cuz my old bih couldn’t stay with me
he can’t tell me pull dat choppa on him now he acing me (yahh)
think bout death everyday i really think life i really think life is lacing me
if i lay down d-ck and i do wrong she still chasing me (go!, go!)
rarely staying on a n-gga b-tch i’m only 17
17 gotta get this green n-gga f-ck you mean
rob the plug don’t feel sorry for him, we took all his things
n-gga mad n-gga out bad he can not be me, yah
he think he fye and sh-t
until i fry his sh-t
she steady selling hope and i’m not buying sh-t (yahhh)
she f-cking with faygo (yahh) and she not hiding sh-t (yah, yah)
i heard she got a man (brehh) heard he be crying n sh-t (breh breh)
i know he got the news, i ripped her spine n sh-t
i sent her back to him (skrt), thought she was mine n sh-t (brrr)
i’m tryna cop a chain, the type to blind a b-tch (yah yah)
i’m tryna go and buss a ap down up on my wrist (b-tch!)
and he’s a sad ass n-gga we know dat he counterfeit (b-tch!)
he said he won’t fold when it’s pressure but i’m doubting it
i don’t like money on no card cuz i like counting it
won’t do no feature if i’m not get nothing out of it
don’t get slimed b-tch (slatt), i’m on my slime sh-t
don’t try to help when i come up won’t get a dime b-tch
ain’t got no love for you get that out your mind b-tch
i lost my heart like way back way back to be honest
(i lost my heart like way back way back to be honest)

- sofaygo

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