letra de llexus - yhapojj
[intro]
(you’re listening to yhapojj)
tell them p-ssy n-ggas check this
me and you, we not the same
said it off the record
these n-ggas trynna build up fame
i’m trynna build a network
this hoe, she gon’ do it right, this hoe be like “yes, sir”
this hoe, she gon’ move it right, watch you get that check, girl
i said that hoe was movin’ right, she just bought her necklace
she just talkin bout [?]
talkin’ bout bro text this
body of a goddess, 22’s on the lexus
name alexis
by the way of texas
big face rolexes
watch she done dressin’
man i’m stressin’ she’s- (go, go, go)
[verse]
she just wanna blessin’
hop out up that- (pffft)
556, it rippin’ flesh, hoe
i might make a mess, hoe
you might make a mess, hoe
i don’t like to stress, hoe
you don’t like to stress, hoe
i don’t like your mental
i don’t like your mental
sometimes i think you’re mental
sometimes i think you’re mental
sometimes i think we’re meant to
i think we’re meant to
she just like my d-mn shoes, she like my d-mn shoes
she step, and her thing new
i watch her get up and do
that ass so fat, i see this
so how you [?] , yeah
she all in her d-mn mood, she all in her d-mn mood
lil yhap walk in and he switch the room
walk in and i switch they room
say, “i hate when you be talkin’ to them”
b-tch i ain’t even talkin’ to you
i’m nice in some nice red ass shoes
i walk ’round like rock out, ooh
put a b-tch down, tell that b-tch i’m a goat
i smoke loud, smoke loud on the moon
i see that ass and- [?] (yeah)
why yall n-ggas walk down [?]
f-ck a b-tch in the room
f-ck a b-tch, me and you
talkin bout [?], my b-tch, too
i don’t like them n-ggas, don’t like your crew
oh, you f-ck with lil bruh?
he gettin’ shot at, too
and them dumb ass n-ggas should probably f-ck off, too
i’ma trust my mans before i trust any of you
i’ma stand up, n-gga, rich soulja, i’ma troop
and these b-tches gon’ care about me, too
n-ggas don’t play about me, too
i got a b-tch that stressin’ me, too
n-ggas don’t play about me, fool
i know b-tches don’t play ’bout me, fool
two b-tches, don’t worry ’bout me, too
real b-tches that won’t ever be equal
i’m a young n-gga, trynna save people
[?] be equal
[verse 2]
love this
man i love this
man i, man i love this
you the type to bore b-tches
i’m the type to roar on b-tches
she will send a slug quick
make ’em send a slug quick
this hoe she got suction
this hoe she got some sh-t
this hoe do no fussin’
this hoe do no fussin’
i roll up my f-ckin’ blunt
i just be like, “f-ck this”
yo b-tch just send me a text
talkin’ bout, “lil yhap, f-ck this”
b-tch, i’m trynna make a song
so i cannot touch you
b-tch, i’m high as f-ck alone
sorry, i cannot cuff it
i’m slayin’ this b-tch like- pfft, go
b-tch you cannot duck this (yeah)
you cannot duck this
i know you up to somethin’
all my b-tches bumpin’
i know this b-tch, she thumpin’
with my b-tch, she thump it
i let them b-tches thump it
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