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letra de spicy - teejay3k & county boi

[verse 1] teejay3k:
i ain’t doing no f-cking talking jit let’s get this goowap
shawty off that molly prolly, now she chewing up her chewwap
i don’t promote no violence, but if he placing him to the gulag
i don’t care how long you been locked, n-gga don’t come home eating no gulag (b-tch)
we eating steak and shrimp
i like my hoes with pretty toes, acrylic nails, and french tips
i ain’t taking care of no hoes, but for my baby, i’m big simp
if the convo’ ain’t bout bread then p-ssy it don’t make sense
i was the first n-gga in my hood to go diamond besides yak
i was the first n-gga in my hood to go diamond besides x
i ain’t tryna sign no 360, b-tch i’m tryna sign checks
i might go bust down a rollie, let them know my time next
pop my sh-t in florida, went to cali’ and did the same thang
you know the motto, get off ass and go and gain and maintain
i’m big dawg’in and sh-t, i feel like a great dane
you know this sh-t won’t never stop b-tch in destined for great thangs

[chorus] teejay3k, county boi
yeah, b-tch i’m too spicy
you would think i sprained my motherf-cking wrist i’m too icy
lavish shoes, flared pants, montclair is too pricey
when it come to getting this money, i’m too nice
i could step out trim, lil b-tch, i’m him
you can see me shining, when it’s dim
no they not like us, we not like them n-ggas
my pockets look like they fresh out the gym (cb look, county boi)

[verse 2] county boi:
like hold on, it’s been too long, n-gga let me pop my sh-t
this life i live, would give you tears, it’s so extravagant
in a room full of them white b-tches, i feel just like a pimp
trap sh-t, big baller i’m like pac above the rim
spanish b-tch with a big ass, she giving me k kim
when it come to me in my city, i’m the crème de le crème
expensive frames on my face, i like to keep the picture dim
i’m the littest, i’m not just saying it, boy i’m not one of them (nah)
i ain’t just capping, boy i’m him (i swear to god)
my name should be up on a blimp
i’m the first n-gga in my city with the lambo doors n-gga
young n-gga, young n-gga, i turned around and did it bigger
red bottom when i step, i left blood all in the streets
diamonds all on my chain, yeah, gold all on my t–th
cartier on my wrist with a big ass pinky ring
money bag is my lang’, n-gga you broke? that’s a shame
i’m the f-cking coach my n-gga, i could put you in the game
i’m the f-cking goat my n-gga, everybody know my name (cb)

[chorus] teejay3k:
yeah, b-tch i’m too spicy
you would think i sprained my motherf-cking wrist i’m too icy
lavish shoes, flared pants, montclair is too pricey
when it come to getting this money, i’m too nice
i could step out trim, lil b-tch, i’m him
you can see me shining, when it’s dim
no they not like us, we not like them n-ggas
my pockets look like they fresh out the gym

- teejay3k county boi

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