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Ayy, ayy, what's up gang Let me go secure the M's for the gang Ayy, ayy, what's up gang Those niggas still think it's my fault Ayy I got that check and cigar A lot of these niggas look lost They broke they think it's my fault (fuck 'em) Want smoke? We blowing, no cough I want the bitch, she caught Im drippin', I'm stuck with the sauce (good drip) Yo bitch be fuckin' me raw (good drip) But she love you don't cut yo bitch off (yo bitch) Brand new Givenchy it's white (that's light) Limited Louis, that's light (too light) Wraith in the city, that's light (that's light) LED, look at the lights (too light) We the ones niggas don't like (don't like) But you niggas too light (too light) Why even play with yo life? (yo, life) Bank account looking like yikes (Bank account lookin' like yikes) I went been feelin' all kites To puttin' an M on my block New Gucci sweater is drip (that's drip) Letras de cancionesSomebody give me a mop (that's drip) These niggas act like the cops (Like fuzz) Gossipin' more than the thots (nigga what?) In jail I had stripes off the rocks (stripes) I make you count off the rocks These niggas think that I made it and can't get my friends, so they wanna be ops If I see no niggas who hatin' and I'm in that spaceship, I'm droppin' that top I get that cake like my b-day ain't no happy belated I'm callin' the guap Who gave you niggas a voice Who told you your thoughts count GPS straight to the money I put my niggas in route They told me got bricks in the drop AR with the big Mickey Mouse You poses your lady at 12, ain't that nice seein' my dick in her mouth? Candles all over the mansion You lil niggas can't shit on my house I got that check and cigar A lot of these niggas look lost They broke they think it's my fault (fuck 'em) Want smoke? We blowing, no cough I want the bitch, she caught Im drippin', I'm stuck with the sauce (good drip) Yo bitch be fuckin' me raw (good drip) But she love you don't cut yo bitch off (yo bitch) Brand new Givenchy it's white (that's light) Limited Louis, that's light (too light) Wraith in the city, that's light (that's light) LED, look at the lights (too light) We the ones niggas don't like (don't like) But you niggas too light (too light) Why even play with yo life? (yo, life) Bank account looking like yikes (Bank account lookin' like yikes) Fuck-fuck with-with me-me boy Cut off your hands and your fingers 100 round in your ears with a ringer Cock it back, watch it turn to a singer Get it firing like this Jerry Springer All of my niggas on go-go Zip the AR back like the pogo Don't do dirty with these niggas, they popo Had a G Wagon trap turned to rojo Finally gave it to us in that cold-cold Heard the hoes going' wild down in soho One's black and the other one's Mexican Had the hoes eating dick like El Pollo Younger than you with a Maybach Younger than you with a Bentley Fuckin' your bitch from the back, got her head in a pillow, she keep yellin' gently Ain't being friends with these niggas cause when i was down not a soul had sympathy That's how I go when you're broke Bitch on the boat do coke Bitch I fucked up on my own Not get lost on these new niggas clones Fucked that bitch and she asked for a loan Bitch you gon' get that shit on your own And nobody give me not a thing So I spend 90k on my ring You can see all my pain in my watch Got my ex downing' bottles of scotch Walkin' round with my hand on my crotch Cause I'm popping and i know you not And I know you see just how I'm livin' You not happy with life so you sippin' Walkin' reeboks on treetops gettin' hella guap Got a big Benz like Sasquatch, are you talking shit, nigga, with a bitch? Know it's top notch I got that check and cigar A lot of these niggas look lost They broke they think it's my fault (fuck 'em) Want smoke? We blowing, no cough I want the bitch, she caught Im drippin', I'm stuck with the sauce (good drip) Yo bitch be fuckin' me raw (good drip) But she love you don't cut yo bitch off (yo bitch) Brand new Givenchy it's white (that's light) Limited Louis, that's light (too light) Wraith in the city, that's light (that's light) LED, look at the lights (too light) We the ones niggas don't like (don't like) But you niggas too light (too light) Why even play with yo life? (yo, life) Bank account looking like yikes (Bank account lookin' like yikes) The iPhone IG all the time (I see you) How dare them niggas gon' lie? Wagyu steak, I dine (real steak) 8 oz, two 55 (real steak) I can't get funky with niggas, my niggas so groovy, you niggas be jives If i ain't had love for me, I woulda been trying' to get Nicki Minaj I need a duffle a verse, I do a hook for a dime Put murders on FaceTime before i get to the club, nigga, look at the line Money ain't changed my heart but I'm smarter I guess it changed my mind And I take care of my hitters in prison, don't think it's safe inside (stab his ass) I got that check and cigar A lot of these niggas look lost They broke they think it's my fault (fuck 'em) Want smoke? We blowing, no cough I want the bitch, she caught Im drippin', I'm stuck with the sauce (good drip) Yo bitch be fuckin' me raw (good drip) But she love you don't cut yo bitch off (yo bitch) Brand new Givenchy it's white (that's light) Limited Louis, that's light (too light) Wraith in the city, that's light (that's light) LED, look at the lights (too light) We the ones niggas don't like (don't like) But you niggas too light (too light) Why even play with yo life? (yo, life) Bank account looking like yikes (Bank account lookin' like yikes) From Letras Mania