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I been getting money with the niggas I was broke with (Save) I don't see another way to go Why you take advice from a nigga who don't know shit? High stop fore you go, ay Babe pulled up with no stomach God damn bitch, you cold blooded, hey What that nigga like? Lemme hold something Don't look my way, I'm road running Put the chrome to your heart if you cross me Everything I learned 'bout a bitch momma taught me Everything I earned from this shit really upped me If I don't return from the lick, they caught me Won't say a word cus I can't sing offkey Won't save a bird cus that bitch don't want me Give her good dick, have her walking round lackey You caught me I wake up, count Yondu Gotta tend to this shit, I'm responsible If I see you in the spot, I'ma spot you How you coming up short? You 5'2 I wake up, count Yondu Heard your new shit dead on a rival Don't try too hard, I'll try you How you coming up short? You 5'2 Letras de canciones Do whatever you do, don't go travel Do whatever you do, don't be obtuse Do whatever you do, know I got you I'ma count up blue face, count Yondu It's time to spend a new quip on a neck piece Got a few loose ends tryna neck me, tempt me Fully homie, that's Shawn Kemp peace I'ma squeeze til that motherfucka empty Benny man pop bands, I float Got too many options, I gloat Heard your new drop in, plateau She gon put me in her top 10, like GOAT If I- I'm ahead a block, goin at your mind Been on your bitch list for a very long time Can't save a damn thing if you can't save time If you spill a 40 ounce from a coke 45 I wake up, count Yondu (Ayo) Gotta tend to this shit, I'm responsible (Ayo) If I see you in the spot, I'ma spot you (Ayo) How you coming up short? You 5'2 (Ayo) I wake up, count Yondu (Woah) Heard your new shit dead on a rival (Woah) Don't try too hard, I'll try you (Woah) How you coming up short? You 5'2 (Ay) I been getting money with the niggas I was broke with I don't see another way to go Why you take advice from a nigga who don't know shit? High stop fore you go, ay Babe pulled up with no stomach God damn bitch, you cold blooded, hey What that nigga like? Lemme hold something Don't look my way, I'm road running From Letras Mania