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Somethin' like propane, uh, too much smoke man, hey Yeah, I ain't got no feelings for no hoe man, yeah Call me snowman, I froze both chains, yeah, aye Matchin' bling-bling for the whole gang Workin' like a, GOAT, grindin', I need, hope Yeah, shine when I get, up, one hand on my, uh I'm gon' hold it down yeah, for whoever want smoke yeah One hand on my Glock yeah, they know how it go Uh, one hand on my (on my), man I pray he don't (pray he don't) If he play he gon' (play he gon'), he may not make it no Uh naw, don't make me make that call, we ball, no basketball We all international, we flyer than an asteroid No, I don't like racks at all, that there get you wacked my dawg Shootin' up a nigga family house, that there get my mans involved Make me get at your mans and all, nah we ain't got to pay it off That sawed-off will knock ya head off, in the coupe with the head off Been through one of the opps block, seat low, I got the chop cocked Cut up one of their cars, got it lookin' like it been to the chop shop Hell nah we will not stop, every night I prayed about a drop (every night I prayed) If you lookin' for some smoke we Somethin' like propane, uh, too much smoke man, hey Yeah, I ain't got no feelings for no hoe man yeah Call me snowman, I froze both chains yeah aye Matchin' bling-bling for the whole gang Letras de cancionesWorkin' like a, GOAT, grindin', I need, hope Yeah, shine when I get, up, one hand on my, uh I'm gon' hold it down yeah, for whoever want smoke yeah One hand on my Glock yeah, they know how it go Money power respect, one hand grippin' my TEC Whole lotta water drippin' from my neck, that's VVS Whole lotta lean drippin' from my cup, that's CVS Whole lotta pounds drop on the first, that's UPS These niggas want to be famous, leave a fuck nigga plankin' Brains all over the floor, now I see what you thinkin' That's on Nut, that's on Nut, In my Glock I trust I can't wait to bust, leave a pussy nigga stuck Put your pistols up, while I ship on two cups Twistin' my fingers up, whole lotta new bucks We knock 'em down, you pick 'em up They ain't 'bout no action, they just talk about it Leave the scene cloudy, lotta smoke around it Somethin' like propane, uh, too much smoke man, hey Yeah, I ain't got no feelings for no hoe man yeah Call me snowman, I froze both chains yeah aye Matchin' bling-bling for the whole gang Workin' like a, GOAT, grindin', I need, hope Yeah, shine when I get, up, one hand on my, uh I'm gon' hold it down yeah, for whoever want smoke yeah One hand on my Glock yeah, they know how it go Move bags like a garage truck, huh, get your order up Used to ride the Marta bus, huh, now they charter us Nigga you ain't hard enough, huh, how you want war with us? huh You ain't startin' with us (nigga), you ain't part of us Grindin, lately I've been grindin' Which car to slide in? Havin' trouble decidin' Whole lotta diamonds in the face, can't see what time it is I ain't even signed a deal, I'd probably be swipin' still (haha) On hand on that, huh, rubberband that, huh Probably too much, huh, rockin' too much, huh One call get you touched, DJ Screw in my cup (yeah) We was down now we up, whole gang done blew up Somethin' like propane, uh, too much smoke man, hey Yeah, I ain't got no feelings for no hoe man yeah Call me snowman, I froze both chains yeah aye Matchin' bling-bling for the whole gang Workin' like a, GOAT, grindin', I need, hope Yeah, shine when I get, up, one hand on my, uh I'm gon' hold it down yeah, for whoever want smoke yeah One hand on my Glock yeah, they know how it go From Letras Mania