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letra de gl4floww - subiibabii

[intro]
fredchillin

[verse 1]
b-tch
go check on yo’ mans if he breathing right
if i catch that boy lackin’ he won’t see the night
you ain’t gon’ shoot for me, b-tch i dont need to fight

[chorus]
outside
b-tch, we outside
b-tch, we outside

[verse 2]
run in a amg, b-tch that b-tch warrant
i knew that b-tch, when she said that she scorin’
she tryna text on the gram, that sh-t boring
b-tch you can’t hide, b-tch we fin’ kick the door in
she tryna f-ck, yeah she like how i’m flowin’
trapper lil’ b-tch, and she rockin’ rick owens
boy do not run a fade, you gon’ lose yo’ life
me and the gang in this b-tch, and we h-lla high
b-tch i already know that you bent, yeen gotta lie
if you talkn’ ’bout that percy, lil’ b-tch know i got a lot
had to go m.i.a, man i heard this sh-t gettin’ hot’
n-gga f-ck twelve, n-gga f-ck the cops
n-gga, f-ck twelve, n-gga f-ck the j’s
n-gga f-ck these b-tches, feel like andrew tate
n-gga f-ck these n-ggas, feel like uncle ruckus
i’m with gang b-tch we causin’ h-lla ruckus
stop all that texting n-gga, go and slide
me and gang t’d up, finna slide
we gon run that boy down, n-gga don’t you cry
i’m makin’ hits, and i don’t even try
[chorus]
outside
b-tch, we outside
b-tch, we outside

[verse 3]
get on the grain, like they stomp on that n-gga
boy don’t reach for that, chain you a stupid lil’ n-gga
h-lla pistols on me, finna slide on the n-gga
if i got the drop, throw a dime on a n-gga
got a .556, and its burnin’
if i shoot this b-tch up, then it won’t be the same
n-gga don’t call me twin, n-gga don’t call me gang
we was runnin’ from cops, had to slide in the raf
i’ma get that boy gone, i’ma do all it take
i be all on my own, i don’t know why they hate
b-tch i’m all on the roof screaming “gang, gang, gang, gang”
if he diss on the gang, then he get hit with k

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