letra de henchmade - $tarsaga
[starsaga]
im up in the function, b-tch im clutchin’ on my knock
told that- told that lil’ hoe shut the f-ck up [?]
tryna’ sound like saga then yo’ sh-t gon’ hit the flip flop
[?] but my b-tch hungry hit the pitstop
cookin’ sh-t saga in the kitchen got the crock-pot
she say “we connected” tell the dj what’s the hotspot?
he tryna’ take my b-tch but b-tch he got his f-ckin’ shot blocked
they know i got glocks glocks
opps flop flop
everybody shot shot
yall’ some f-ckin’ bot bots
that’s a f-ckin’ red dot, aim it at yo’ spot
tryna’ talk down on the mob we gon’ bring the f-ckin’ mops
then yo’ body finna drop
im up in the function, b-tch im clutchin’ on my knock
told that- told that lil’ hoe shut the f-ck up [?]
tryna’ sound like saga then yo’ sh-t gon’ hit the flip flop
[?] but my b-tch hungry hit the pitstop
cookin’ sh-t saga in the kitchen got the crock-pot
she say “we connectеd” tell the dj what’s the hotspot?
hе tryna’ take my b-tch but b-tch he got his f-ckin’ shot blocked
they know i got glocks glocks
opps flop flop
everybody shot shot
[jugnino]
everybody shot shot, imma’ pull up wit’ a 9
yeah im countin’ all these hunnids’ cause’ this sh-t ease my mind
b-tch im in the trap p-ssy n-gga watch me shine
imma’ do this sh-t by myself don’t need a co-sign
one phone call from my brudda’ then its time
we gon’ snake up on that block, yeah that glock by my spine
b-tch i got that stick but h-ll na’ im not blind
i got tech in my cup, time to get drunk time
[k!lljae]
ya’
they want smoke? give em’ smoke
like some dope
that’s yo thot? she givin’ throat
wit’ lil’ nino in this benz truck, tryna’ up the sco’
got some n-ggas in atlanta shoutout xpo
i said i can never fold
she like “k!lljae boy you throwed”
i told that b-tch take off her clothes
i poured a 4 im movin’ slow
n-gga think he got 1 up on me then boy he must be slow
pop out wit’ lil’ zuro
them n-ggas let off zero
[zuro]
n-ggas talkin’ all that sh-t but we know the n-gga told
b-tch im in the trap wit’ lil’ jae tryna’ move a low
n-ggas tryna’ hit my phone talkin’ bout’ he want a bowl
we gon’ set the n-gga up cause’ we know his ass gon’ fold
b-tch i pop out wit’ this glock everybody hit da’ flo’
b-tch i feel like gucci mane cause’ we finna’ kick a doe
n-gga talkin’ on the net but we know yo’ ass a troll
n-gga im the real plug every gram gettin’ sold
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