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This that shit right here, this that, um, real gangster shit, you know what I'm sayin'? Whew Nigga, the play gotta peel his motherfuckin' hat back, you know what I'm sayin'? (Ferno, you spazzin') Put his brain where his fuckin' lap at Who gon' catch them bodies? Who gon' get it started? Who gon' point they fingers? Who gon' keep it solid? Who gon' hit the house and miss the car and hit the body? Who gon' hit a line, take some molly, get to choppin'? Who gon' put these dreams and money over a thottie? Who gon' serve the fiends the things all in the projects? Who gon' put the Rolex and rings all in the Pyrex? Yeah, I'm countin' thеse blessings, I'm havin' so many tallies Who gon' gеt the Audi? Who gon' get the Rolls? Got skinny jeans, we don't tote a holster Main rockin' Gucci, but she fuck for Fashion Nova Car came equipped with umbrellas and a sofa I ain't Minnesota, but I hit 'em with the sauna Then I whip, whip, whip, now it's hard as a boulder Plug really trippin', say he bag and sent the order But the truck got caught, it was a big, big order, goddamn Talkin' 'bout Keed, goddamn 'Cause I got the cheese in my jeans, goddamn I don't give a fuck, bitch, go on, goddamn Why you think you sell it? I got bars, goddamn Letras de cancionesWho? Yeah, yes, ho, Quay' so Huncho, no Quavo I got shows, so I'm gettin' a lot of backends, goddamn And know that I'm with it, yeah, you know that I'm Slime Prince I'm in green, I'm the Grinch, got out the hood, now I make some millions But I look good, bitch, I pay the tickets, my eyes low, Chrome Heart tint Yeah, they mad I spoiled my bitch 'cause she suck good dick, goddamn I'm tryna get higher, I got this purple drank on me, it was some Wockhardt I got this wood Drac' on me, it crush your whole world Hope you don't ever try to diss me, you be in trouble I got some [?] I end your whole world, yeah Who gon' catch them bodies? Who gon' get it started? Who gon' point they fingers? Who gon' keep it solid? Who gon' hit the house and miss the car and hit the body? Who gon' hit a line, take some molly, get to choppin'? Who gon' put these dreams and money over a thottie? Who gon' serve the fiends the things all in the projects? Who gon' put the Rolex and rings all in the Pyrex? Yeah, I'm countin' these blessings, I'm havin' so many tallies Who gon' get the Audi? Who gon' get the Rolls? Got skinny jeans, we don't tote a holster Main rockin' Gucci, but she fuck for Fashion Nova Car came equipped with umbrellas and a sofa I ain't Minnesota, but I hit 'em with the sauna Then I whip, whip, whip, now it's hard as a boulder Plug really trippin', say he bag and sent the order But the truck got caught, it was a big, big order, goddamn Shit, I just got caught in the middle Shit, my partner cup the dope like he Sizzle Stickin' the fork through his noodle, he tender No, I'ma act like she thot [?], I don't surrender These niggas hoes, they cap These niggas ain't showin' shit, they gon' surrender I put some holes in they back, he hatin' Damn, now gettin' a subpoena Shit, give [?] subpoenas Shit, I'm not the man in the middle Shit, I give 'em game, I'm fillin' they brain Shit, I'm growin' they mentals I'm tryna be a philosopher, she give me special head These bitches dumb, she just be toppin' me Yeah, know my main ho gon' die for me, y'all niggas shrimps I went and got a lotta, lotta money, it didn't come from temp I keep some blue tips on me, on me, in the F.N. clip It ain't gon' be funny how I hit your funny bone with this F.N Who gon' catch them bodies? Who gon' get it started? Who gon' point they fingers? Who gon' keep it solid? Who gon' hit the house and miss the car and hit the body? Who gon' hit a line, take some molly, get to choppin'? Who gon' put these dreams and money over a thottie? Who gon' serve the fiends the things all in the projects? Who gon' put the Rolex and rings all in the Pyrex? Yeah, I'm countin' these blessings, I'm havin' so many tallies Who gon' get the Audi? Who gon' get the Rolls? Got skinny jeans, we don't tote a holster Main rockin' Gucci, but she fuck for Fashion Nova Car came equipped with umbrellas and a sofa I ain't Minnesota, but I hit 'em with the sauna Then I whip, whip, whip, now it's hard as a boulder Plug really trippin', say he bag and sent the order But the truck got caught, it was a big, big order, goddamn From Letras Mania