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letra de fitted - trxsto

[intro]
go, go
go,go
go
k3beats

[verse]
since he actin like he wit’ it, put 2 caps up in his fitted
upper case the caps lock no lower sh-t we capalot (alot)
he talking tuff bro spin that block like merry go but sending shots
(spin)
he tender d-ck set up by bops
i’m in the stu i punch the clock
she gon eat it up then it’s adios
got to get the bread got to get the toast
(gotta get the bread, gotta get the)
if he talking crazy we gon do the most
brody cook his ass like pot roast (go, go)
how u getting cheese that’s nachos
n-ggas be goofy cuffing thot hoes
wit’ a bad b-tch in a tahoe
tryna spend a night told her bye hoe (bye)
knick knack patty whack give foe nem a bl!ck (foe nem)
knocking noses off of n-ggas cause foe nem ain’t smellin’ sh-t
(foe nem)
by the way he ran on feet, you a think it’s ding dong ditch (dong ditch)
when you hear that “sss” boy you know that b-tch a switch
boy you a b-tch and you know that
how u packing a bl!ck but ain’t blow that (ain’t blow that)
brody pushin’ sh-t back like a throwback (boom, boom)
had to drop that lil’ that ho, p-ssy so wack
if he play wit’ my brothers, he on crack
me and twinnem i’m cody bro zack
fell in love wit’ the nina get blowed back (blow back)
how u post onna block but can’t up a rack
they really be struggling make it look easy
lil bougie b-tch stay tryna tease me
she be leaching just like how the fleas be
glocky glued to my lap it won’t leave me
i know i make ’em wonder no stevie
i thumb through the hunnids i’m speedy
dominican shorty she freaky
cut the b-tch off she really too needy (let’s go)
in love wit’ the green so i’m greedy (yea)
yo’ b-tch she a go she a greeny (she a greeny)
just like john cena, can’t see me (green)
he be on the block selling cds
ima be on the tv like 3d, this a designer belt a bb (bb)
we ain’t loving no thots like chief keef (chief keef)
if he pass me the wood ima chief keef (chief keef)
ain’t neva been sweet no peach tree nah
chinese chopsticks from lele
these n-ggas my clones wanna be me
big bro gone spin won’t see me (lets go)
i ain’t gotta blow it cause i’m not a shooter
they spinning bout me they busting medullas
bro got the glock wit’ extension no ruler
i’m in her mouth like a motherf-ckin’ rumor
bad b-tch so fine like jada schuler (so fine)
ice on my neck from the jeweler (lets go)
could teach u a lesson not talking ’bout no tutor
talk tuff on the net bro spin on a scooter (fah fah)
tryna get action but don’t got no traffic so ima just slide in a motherf-ckin’ uber (slide in a motherf-ckin’ uber)
i’m on his head like a motherf-ckin’ tumor
i got an addiction to f-ckin on cougars
bro on his 10 and he clutching his ruger
[outro]
pop up in yo dreams like i’m freddy krueger
pop up in yo dreams like i’m freddy krueger (uh)
pop up in yo dreams like i’m freddy krueger

- trxsto

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