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letra de $kinny flow - troyman

[chorus]
on god, on gang, man, i do it myself
woah, on god, on gang, man, i do it myself
on god, on gang, man, i do it myself
woah, on god, on gang, man, i do it myself, b-tch

[verse 1]
on god, on gang, doing my dolo (dolo)
me and my n-ggas never ride solo (no)
keep your distance, you know that’s a no-no (please)
hardly ever p-ssed ’cause your chick want a photo (cheese)
you ain’t never been that fly, i been that guy
over? then it’s overdo, been that type (wow)
they know that i’m ooh, no so they skip me up (what?)
but they know my sh-t slaps so they hit me up
the irony
we got ’em steamed up over press (yeah)
the passion is never slacking, my jeans the best
grandaddy’s blood, i’m not a p-ssy, boy (nah)
k!ll ‘еm with kindness until they push me, boy
hеlla fast in the wrong direction, who steering that?
call me anything but weak, we ain’t hearing that, n-gga
we turned dub till death
taking shots, top shelf
never needed n-gga’s help
[chorus]
on god, on gang, man, i do it myself
woah, on god, on gang, man, i do it myself
on god, on gang, man, i do it myself
woah, on god, on gang, man, i do it myself, b-tch

[interlude]
bro, ayy, bro, it’s a prank, bro, it’s a prank, bro, it’s a prank, bro
what’s the f-cking slope, n-gga?
it’s just my prank, bro, it’s just a prank, bro
talk slow
it’s a prank, bro, i swear, it’s just a prank, it’s just a prank, it’s for youtube, bro, just for youtube, bro
some n-ggas follow me on youtube, n-gga, being that tight, i be rapping sh-t, follow my instagram too
ok, bro, ok, bro, i’ll shout you out, bro
but you n-ggas need to stop playing like that
ok
you need to stop, they won’t play like that
ok, bro

[verse 2]
yeah, can’t get rich, can’t get money, yeah (no)
crash h-lla fast, way to be a dummy, yeah (stupid)
not a richard, no, he need to spin up, whoo
bust my show, let’s get the line up, ah
f-ck ’bout your feelings, you know the business (you know the business, ho)
k!lling these n-ggas, don’t need a witness (don’t need a witness, blah)
counting them digits, pulling ’em way back (yeah)
stacks so stupid, why would you say that?
that little n-gga gon’ go hard as ever (who?)
stay in the kitchen (yeah), down to the mixing (uhh)
they ask for ‘tay keith’ like, this boy ain’t clever
have faith in the mission, quit what you’re b-tchin’ (wait)
nothing else to say, it’s on the way, ho, be patient (blah)
still cookin’ n-ggas, i got blood on my apr-n (hold on, peep)
people’s champ, yeah, they know i got the build
now the oldest that you leave on the shelf
[chorus]
on god, on gang, man, i do it myself
woah, on god, on gang, man, i do it myself
on god, on gang, man, i do it myself
woah, on god, on gang, man, i do it myself, b-tch

- troyman

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