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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Let the band play) They be like (What?) woah That young nigga right there cold (Yeah) Uh, ridin' in a droptop Rolls Yeah, I'm ridin' in a droptop Rolls Yeah, shoutout to my gang, that's bro I ain't got no friends, just foes Yeah, and you know I'm stickin' to the code Nigga, I put money over hoes They be like (What?) woah That young nigga right there cold (Yeah) Uh, ridin' in a droptop Rolls Yeah, I'm ridin' in a droptop Rolls (Yeah) Yeah, shoutout to my gang, that's bro I ain't got no friends, just foes Yeah, and you know I'm stickin' to the code Nigga, I put money over hoes (Yeah, over thеse bitches, uh) No, thesе hoes can't get my dough (Can't get my riches) No, these bitches can't get my dough I'm sippin' on lean by the four Get a bag, do a show, then I roll Yeah, I'm ballin', bitch, you know the score (Yeah) If you're talkin' 'bout money, let's go (Let's get it, yeah, let's go) Letras de cancionesLil' nigga, he hot as a stove Mr. Glock got your bitch on the road Mr. Glock got your bitch on the go I see white teeth with diamonds and gold I see niggas hate me on the low Fuck that talkin', go ahead, drop the low Fuck that talkin', my nigga, let's go (They be like— what?) Woah That young nigga right there cold (Glizock) Uh, ridin' in a droptop Rolls Yeah, I'm ridin' in a droptop Rolls (Yeah) Yeah, shoutout to my gang, that's bro (Bitch) I ain't got no friends, just foes Yeah, and you know I'm stickin' to the code (Bitch) Nigga, I put money over hoes (They be like— what?) Woah That young nigga right there cold (Yeah) Uh, ridin' in a droptop Rolls Yeah, I'm ridin' in a droptop Rolls (Yeah) Yeah, shoutout to my gang, that's bro I ain't got no friends, just foes Yeah, and you know I'm stickin' to the code Nigga, I put money over hoes (Fuck these bitches) No, these hoes can't get my dough No, I'll never sell my soul Sell a ho before I sell my soul Sippin' on Tris, I ain't catchin' no cold Middle school, Polo to the floor like Dro High school, gettin' head, yeah, Amber Cole Bitch, my heart and my watch froze (Yeah, yeah) (What?) Woah That young nigga right there cold (Glizock) Uh, ridin' in a droptop Rolls Yeah, I'm ridin' in a droptop Rolls (Yeah) Yeah, shoutout to my gang, that's bro I ain't got no friends, just foes (Bitch) Yeah, and you know I'm stickin' to the code (What?) Nigga, I put money over hoes (They be like— what?) Woah That young nigga right there cold Uh, ridin' in a droptop Rolls Yeah, I'm ridin' in a droptop Rolls Yeah, shoutout to my gang, that's bro I ain't got no friends, just foes Yeah, and you know I'm stickin' to the code Nigga, I put money over hoes (Can't fuck with these bitches, uh) Yeah Yeah G-Lock From Letras Mania