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letra de soda - tobifr

[intro: floccka]
(pop, pop, fa)

[verse 1: floccka]
b-tches talkin’ down
but i don’t give a f-ck
n-ggas talkin’ sh-t
we gon’ put them in a f-cking block
pour that codeine up
i feel like i got a purple gut
she wanted my love, but i know that it was only l-st

[verse 2: floccka]
all she want to do is get high, all day
i just need to drink some lean and make me feel okay
my bad b-tch, she love my music
can she never play
hittin’ all these blinkers
my lungs feel like they the [?], yeah
i just wanna get to the back, i’m racin’
chasin’ n-ggas down, with a knife
like i’m jason
i get super high
and you know that i’m fly yeah
that boy talk down
then we gon’ take his life, ha
b-tch, suck my dih
cuz she know i keep a five
sayin’ that you lovе me
all i hear is f-cking lies
[verse 1: tobifr]
diamond glassеs on my face
it shining i can’t see, yeah
mixing drugs in my soda
i’m a f-cking fiend, yeah
getting racks, getting racks
racks in a row
not tryna get robbed
so i’ll keep it on the low

[verse 2: tobifr]
can’t you see the motherf-cking draco in my bag
full loaded my b-tch throw it
micro draco, shoot it
riding in the motherf-cking coupe
with my gang
yeah we shootin’, you ain’t know it
yo money is stolen
gave a ho some money
and she thought that it’s her’s
she just need to stack it, yeah
then motherf-cking return it
my whole sh-t reversed
school second, money first
i keep rappin 24/7, h-ll yeah
let’s get into it

- tobifr

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