letra de ritual circle music - verzayce
i seen some groundhogs and b-tterflies
these n-ggas gon’ test all my luck
but if you get to push, n-ggas gon’ push, you n-ggas going ghost out your gutter
you ain’t stepping to none you on sh-t
cause valon he been doing that quick
yeah valon he been doing that big
yeah valon he been doing it big woah
man i’m counting my endos
man i’m counting this bankroll
i get bands i’m the man, bands on my plan
these bands my advance, these bands on my plants
bands on my bands on my ranch
the money it grow from the tree
the money it grow when i spend, it grow when i spend, it grow when i spend
my money it grow when i spend
i never subtract i only just add my money be flourishing man
my money be flourishing d-mn
my money be flourishing fam
get your lil pape, get your lil k
you’ll save you some sell, you’ll save you from zay, cause zay been that man
yeah zay been that dude, yeah lil zay he keep going
he keep up with sh-t, cause he know what to do
he got visions he through with that bullsh-t he focused
he be on his on notions
he can’t f-ck with no hoes who don’t got no devotion
why the f-ck is you playing?
like what the f-ck is you saying, the f-ck is you man?
what the f-ck is your problem?
what the f-ck is your stamina?
f-ck a b-tch who ghost valon
you can’t ghost a n-gga he on
you can’t see him he out with the stars
you gon’ see him on billboards and cars
you gon’ see him when you on a walk
you gon’ see him when he be running, run on his mountain
that’s just like do it for fun
that sh-t it i do it for fun
i just count up, i just count up, that’s for my brother he up
that’s for my brother, the loss
that’s for the n-ggas who ain’t got no n-ggas, who got ‘em smoked out by the drum, we smoke by the pound, we smoke by the ground
we smoke by the round circle
we finish your b-tch up
man your b-tch she love valon
keep her hip she d-ck fun
she eat d-ck like it’s f-cking lunch
she eat d-ck like it’s f-cking brunch
i don’t gotta say breakfast, i got a lil hunch and i gotta smoke punch b-tch
gas always punch b-tch
man my gas always fun as sh-t
we count digital racks hoe, bags hoe, stacks hoe
i be so low-key
that’s cause your hoe deep
they come to party, your hoe need
woah sh-t d-mn
we just stepped up, we stepped to the plan
we stepped to them digits, we step like we’re winning
yeah, stepping shazam
i just pop sh-t, pop it like moncler
yeah, jacket so frosty
my diamonds they costing
what the f-ck is you bargain?
i popped out for the fresh f-cking shoot
cuff my b-tch she so bad she got oo
ass so fat, bags is fat, she carry that loot, she carry that loot
i don’t got ‘bout worry none
i don’t got really worry ‘bout none
cause valon he be set, valon he be straight, yeah valon he be bad hoe
valon he been mad though
so he just get his bank flow
yeah he don’t give no sh-t, he don’t give no d-mn what a b-tch gotta say no
he stay in his lane, he stay his time, he stay in his rhyme, he stay in his dime, he stay in his shine, he stay in his shine, he stay in his shine
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