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letra de too hungry (migos too hotty remix) - zotiyac

[intro]
aye, aye
aye

[verse 1]
i get the strap, it’s a damaging
there ain’t no telling what happened, my hands in there
i got the gloves of the handling
cops, where my fingerprints? can’t even scan this sh-t
found your where about so we ran in it
what we about, boy we finna come answer it
the dog is a paying, ya’ll panicking
b-tch, i’m about all the numbers like -n-lysts
it’s plenty of problems i’m managing
taking that sh-t like a man i ain’t frain it
a different dimension i’m channeling
burning the wood up, but there ain’t no candle in
these p-ssy–ss rappers a scandal
it’s taking my old sh-t, thinking they ram with it
i cannot f-ck with these shenanigans
empty a clip out the van then i’m vanishing

[hook]
i’m gone like the wind in the dust
best pull up, i’m hitting the kush
b-tch calling they hitting her back
only f-ck when i hit that b-tch up
only f-ck when i hit that b-tch up
no, no, f-ck that kick dust
no, no, f-ck that kick dust
no, no, f-ck that kick dust

[verse 2]
do not f-ck with opps, f-ck your side if you opposite
if you cross the line then i’m poppin’ sh-t
pull on your block and i shoot like [?]
i don’t give a f-ck who yo’ prophet is
i am your god when i’m standing behind this sh-t
ain’t no colleges, i got a scholarship
pimpin’ these hoes if you need that acknowledgement
shorty tie me a top off, no top in it
walk in this b-tch with the wop
you tryna trim, move too quick and get pop
comin’ for me you either get beat up or shot
they still risk it but i don’t know why
b-tch hit my phone she will get a reply
took two twist to the dome and i still ain’t that high
you hoe a hoe say that she needed ride
i say “where do i go?” she said “baby, i drive”
whole time she was tryna get f-cked from the side
if the b-tch touch my dough she gon’ die
she ain’t giving out, though
then she hitting the doli, that b-tch walkin’ on 95
then we hop of the highway, straight to your driveway
bullets might shoot down like i say
had that .38 in the ninth grade, ’cause if i’m catching a body it’s my way
pop out and i turn this b-tch sideways
kick back his guaranteed to knock you sideways
i don’t play games in the ea, if i was teaching, you would be the ta
b-tch, i’m finna blow like it’s d-day
choppa start singing he thinks it’s his bday
i came past the pipe, this ain’t relay
i know i’m shooting sh-t down with no delay

- zotiyac

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