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letra de ilikegirlsbro - young bobby

gang gang
wanna hang with me she wanna trap with the robbers
oh my god well fed

phew
whoa
ye ooh ooh

yuh ima say it out once it better get by
i been sipping wok i don’t sip no wine
and that lil b-tch bad for the team ain’t mine it’s the same thing every time
it just be the same hoes every d-mn time
f-ck a lil b-tch capping on ig live
f-ck a lil thot cutting herself she died
and i really hit it like two times didn’t try
she wanna trap with the robbers
she wanna hang with me like hop it into that dog i don’t raw it cuz she know if i do it then i’ll die
she wanna sing my song but she don’t even the words
f-cking the bank and i don’t get reimbursed
hop on that beat no reverb
yea i go through pain and it hurt f-cked a thot and i came back with a curse
yea i pop a pill it no perc i was just sippin on wok i sip purp
bad lil b-tch hit from the back and she burped ha i be the one to love first
yea hop out the choppa and up on the curve and lil syphilis b-tch she couldn’t even get hurt
yea learn that sh-t run up rehe-rs- i got like 81 racks in my purse
eighty like something my shirt choppa gon run up 103rd

choppa gon run it a hunnid and third i been sipping on wok in the elevator i was out state to state f-cking that money up till i came back with a hunnid more racks
and ima just level up like i’m in sonic dash but i been hogging that sh-t ain’t no hedge
i finna aim in it like i been aiming in it but i hit you like once in the head
and if i turned back time right now would you cry it’s my bad i put racks on lil bro and he died
if there’s a problem be gone and say bye
i will just hibernate till i get high and i pop me some ecstasy so i stay high high
i been in love with the hype shawty bad i can’t deny
and you wanna run up you a b-tch you won’t fight

it was the same thing every time i know that’s just how it goes and it was the same thing every show i run the racks up and then i get em gone
i hop out the ssc when they say go put that ice on my wrist and my neck i’m on froze
i sip double cup wok this ain’t no patron and f-ck twitter f-ck 12 i just wake up and get flown
yea i got more racks that i throw
f-ck it i aim for yo head and your throat
i get so high like the mf pope
phew
b-tch i’m going crazy yea i’m going brazy i got the thot and i do it amazingly
one up on me and you get k!lled like a raven and i got a glock on me and you know where i’m aiming
we got the rolls in the k
we got the rolls in the k
we got the rolls in the k
we got the rolls in the k

please don’t raise my heart rate b-tch please don’t make be high
please don’t make me think about sh-t don’t wanna try it
please don’t raise my heart rate b-tch please don’t make me cry
i just wanna f-ck it up and i wanna get by i got all the guns on me and i don’t wanna fire
i just copped new drank we sipping sh-t f-ck a follow check the vsco b-tch
miley cyrus she the sh-t
f-ck it i got drums f-ck it i got sticks

- young bobby

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