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letra de freestyle - topgirl stunna

topgirl
brah i swear i don’t know what to say brah, i swear
i don’t know what the f— to say slim
but i’m boutta f— this sh– up

hold on bro let me hit it one time, pourin’ up treesh i need me four lines
cartier buffs, call me four eyes, can’t trust what they say, they standin’ on lies
she keep on reachin’ i give her a halo, play with them pounds like a kid with some play-doh
give me some wock need a six in a faygo (fa fa fa), got a glock in my raincoat

me and the gang we step on the scene, black purse, gucci, louie, celine
b—— sippin’ on yellow, can’t f— with the green, they all in disguise it ain’t what it seem
pop too many percs got no timе for the pain, you know you ain’t gangsta better stay in your lanе
i don’t f— with these n—– these n—– be lame, knock a b—- out the picture now she out of the frame

h-llcat, bentley i’m switchin’ lanes, leave out the mall and i hop in a range
when this rap sh– go good i’m a be on the stage, we don’t see eye to eye we not on the same page
these b—— is awful i tell them behave, sharlatto og got that sh– out the waves
i do what i want be havin’ my way, where topgirl at, she makin’ them plays

if it ain’t about money get the f— out my face, if they wanna leave why the f— would i chase
i’m tryna move smarter i ain’t leavin’ a trace, i gotta eat i been chasin’ that cake
no time for beef got too much at stake, how you callin’ me cousin but we cannot relate
that boy a magician, he turned to a snake

smokin’ on gas and you know this sh-t pressure, i get to the bag it don’t matter the weather
don’t worry about me you know i do it better, she fakin’ on me it’s a glock in my sweater
she came by herself i’m a get her together, we drink out the pint you know we don’t measure
these n—— is rats do it all for the cheddar, that big back b—- i can’t wait til i get her
i’m flippin’ them packs, flippin’ them birds, stay in your lane you better not swerve
applying that pressure i put in that work, stop doin’ too much you get on my nerves
you know that i got it just give me the word, yeah just give me the word
just give me the word, said lil’ b—- just give me the word

before i leave out tell my b—— stay dangerous, i started rappin’ they thinkin’ i’m famous
i’m goin’ up 20 i’m feelin’ amazing, shoot at his eye now the n—- need lasik
i get the pounds from new york call up ranger, you n—– extinct you b—— in danger
call up the priest i need me a prayer, i copped me a glock and i added a lazer

i left my lighter she still say i’m lit, get caught movin’ loose i’m a tighten my grip
i’m buildin’ a house just pass me a brick, ain’t no f—– question my sh– is legit
patron in my cup better watch how you muggin’, i get in that work give that sh– to my cousin
rest in peace wop, that’s my n—- i love him, i hop out sprayin’ these b—— be runnin’

you know how we comin’ i don’t give a f— b—- i’m bringin’ my gun in
the feds get behind me you know that i’m runnin’ (uhh d-mn)
that’s the end of discussion, these b—— ain’t talkin’ bout nothin’
and all of you n—– disgustin’

y’all ain’t on sh–, never been on nothin’
long live the homies, free the men
chasin’ a bag, yall chasin’ b—— (i’m chasin’ cash, i’m tryna get a m)
never been on nothin, never been on nothin’
no cap

- topgirl stunna

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