letra de rep yo set - spaced (phonk)
if my dog get low on his pockets, i’m pickin’ him up (soo)
we came from the bottom together, my n-gga, we get it, we splittin’ it up
if my b-tch tell me pay for that p-ssy, i take her ass shoppin’ and tell her, “shut up” (shh)
standin’ on business, standin’ on b-tches, ain’t nothin’ to pipe that sh-t up (soo)
it ain’t nothin’ to turn a b-tch up
it ain’t nothin’ to turn your clique up (ain’t nothin’)
sh-t, we turned the jeweler up, just look at the diamonds we bust (yeah)
look at the people we touched, sh-t, i’m feelin’ like puffy and russ’ (yeah)
i’m sendin’ this sh-t like a toilet, lil’ n-gga so nasty, i never been flushed (ugh, nasty, go)
bulletproof brabus, it came with a kit on it (kit, skrrt, skrrt)
the switch is too light, it kick if you spit on it (kick, frr, grrah, frr)
hundreds of bands, i put that lil’ sh-t on ’em (sh-t, hee, ooh, hee)
dope in my hand, i had to go flip somethin’ (flip it, flip, go, it’s gone)
he want the scoop, she want the tea (she want the tea)
i cannot speak, we keepin’ it street (we keepin’ it street)
i took a loss, but you still gon’ get beat (you still gon’ get beat)
how much it cost? it never been cheap (it never been)
sh-t, i’m thinkin’ i could’ve been a pimp
sh-t, i’m cookin’ up dope like it’s dinner
sh-t, i come from zone 6, n-gga trim
sh-t, i’m floatin’, i’m higher than a blimp
sh-t, it look like i’m swimmin’ in glass
sh-t, i turn up my b-tch ’cause she bad
sh-t, i’m makin’ her ex-n-gga mad
sh-t, they go for that bag, i’ma spaz
sh-t, i’m thinkin’ i could’ve been a pimp
sh-t, i’m cookin’ up dope like it’s dinner
sh-t, i come from zone 6, n-gga trim
sh-t, i’m floatin’, i’m higher than a blimp
sh-t, it look like i’m swimmin’ in glass
sh-t, i turn up my b-tch ’cause she bad
sh-t, i’m makin’ her ex-n-gga mad
sh-t, they go for that bag, i’ma spaz
real n-gga alert, i’m securin’ the bag
pipin’ a b-tch, it ain’t nothin’, i got cash
turn up the shooters with switches, go bad
stay with some scammers, my dog movin’ packs
trappin’ to rappin’, my dog, he fall off, no cappin’, i’m buyin’ him a brick
f-ck on your b-tch, then i told her to call off, actually, i’m makin’ her quit
paink!llers got my lil’ demons on go, they ready to hit with the stick
paink!llers got my lil’ b-tch on go, she ready to eat up the d-ck
my main hitters, call up the gang members, they was already on a l!ck
hangin’ with migos, all these drugs and guns, think we mexican (freebandz)
he want the scoop, she want the tea (she want the tea)
i cannot speak, we keepin’ it street (we keepin’ it street)
i took a loss, but you still gon’ get beat (you still gon’ get beat)
how much it cost? it never been cheap (it never been)
turn your clique up, dog (turn ’em up)
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