letra de b.i.k.a.t.n - yungwrinklyballs
[verse 1 yungwrinklyb-lls]
grew up young and i busted in my mom
call it alabama i just call it having fun
call me a shooter but i ain’t got a gun
i be shooting in my homies b-tt, yeah it’s very fun
call me a bum but i stay bustin jaws
grew up on the block but i stay following the laws
[verse 2 lil drakey]
breaking in, kicking ass, taking names
pokin out your eyeb-lls, gonna need some frames
your girl at the bottom, and she on her knees
beggin me for cash, she said she needs to pay some fees
imma blow up just you wait, the decade just started, i ain’t gonna wait, b-tch, i just farted
[verse 3 yungwrinklyb-lls]
bustin brains, conducting trains
b-tch, i’m going fast
50 miles on the track
facts, i’m doing laps
b-tches say i’m fat
shaped like the pillsbury
doughboy
better run boy
running in your house
better duck boy
racking up these checks boy
[verse 4 lil drakey]
pull up with the strap, firing .50’s downrange
b-tch you strange, but you give all the good brain
it feels pretty good, but i can’t complain
i got 9 dollars on me, pockets full of money
got a .50 on my back do you think it looks funny?
i have some allergies, my nose a lil runny
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