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letra de fleas - supreme thekid

[chorus]
i’m on top, look at me
wear my heart on my sleeves
bentley truck it’s on e
got it parked with my g
put the 6 and 3
i got q’s, i got p’s
i’m a dawg with no fleas
oh
i’m on top look at me
where you at? what you mean?
n-ggas look up to me
keep the meat i don’t beef
i want slugs in my t–th
got a show with my team
when we f-ck, she just scream
no bible but i preach

[verse 1]
cause my verses holy ghost n-gga
i done lost contact with all my dope dealers
she wanna check my camera roll cause i got new pictures
fendi dripping no liquor
i got one god, two cribs, three b-tches, four whips (uh)
n-ggas wanna see me dead like “whеre’s supreme thеkid?” (uh)
i got these n-ggas scared i’m popping like a zit (uh)
man my sh-t is crazy, my assh0l- look like a pit
cause i took this sh-t out but there’s more sh-t coming
like how i cum in her mouth man there’s more cum cumming
boy i represent the south finna get it on my stomach
i put this sh-t on loud so they know what i’m bumping uh
no stylist, that’s why my swag unique
my girl breathtaking i call her veronique
i see new faces all in my circle please find a new patient cause i’m not even sick uh
[bridge]
i’m on top, look at me
wear my heart on my sleeves
shoot my shot till she bleed
i want ice in my t–th
co-sign? no, not me
gold mine cause she dig my swag cause i’m clean
motherf-cker i don’t sweep

[verse 2]
who the f-ck you call janitor?
fake n-ggas boy i flip them with a spatula
six figures boy i’m working on my calendar
i’m realer boy i’m flyer than a scavenger
new days with new ways i get paid you get change
my bro just got laid we celebrate with champagne
she stay at my place cause i want that good cake
she give me good face, i f-ck her with good pace
slow n-gga, let’s go n-gga
i f-ck with pretty hoes n-gga, we on n-gga
my d-ck a stripper pole n-gga for gold diggers
i’m checking all my goals n-gga, i’m gone n-gga one time
hit the line like it’s coke, i just got off parole
i don’t snitch on my bros, to the f-cken po’s
keep it g that’s the code, i put them hoes on hold
opposite of uncle joe, i’m a skinny n-gga bro
ha, told your hoe to knock before she open my door
she stay at my spot like “n-gga this is my home”
as long as that p-ssy good then i’m good with it though
got four new b-tches i just call them eenie meenie minie moe (what)
[chorus]
i’m on top, look at me
wear my heart on my sleeves
bentley truck it’s on e
got it parked with my g
put the 6 and 3
i got q’s, i got p’s
i’m a dawg with no fleas
oh
i’m on top look at me
where you at? what you mean?
n-ggas look up to me
keep the meat i don’t beef
i want slugs in my t–th
got a show with my team
when we f-ck, she just scream
no bible but i preach

[outro]
cause my verses holy ghost n-gga, yeah cause my verses holy ghost n-gga
i done lost contact with all my coke sniffers
but i still got contact with all my gold diggers

- supreme thekid

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