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Rip the pussy then heartbreak Shorty eating salad that parsley Put da bands on ya man watch the car shake In the Louie V bag should be more cake Bitch I be the nigga that they all hate I aint ever finna listen what they all say Count up big bread in Broadway Said I dont regret them hard days Essential gotta keep a ruger on hip nigga essential I jus fucked cougar backseat of a rental Fuckin wit me cuz really she think I be the answer Wish a nigga would rolled em up in a pencil 2 dracos get em gone no silencio Niggas leavin nun aint no evidential Run the bag on em like oh Imma tax em Ohh Imma tax em Yeah Nigga left home gotta gold Patek Fucked the bitch once and I ain't call her back Way too rich, I'm hard to catch Silly bitch sent me a horrible text Wondering I don't wanna argue back Literally ain't use to wearing heart in it A lot of these rappers be starting crap Letras de cancionesNiggas did some drugs can't watch me I took a hit still can't stop me But usually cut the tax on Roxi Ain't gang but I call em my possi These pussies should be riding in a car seat I'm [?] in her pussy like Broccoli Bitch lying got a nigga so salty This cash got me fucking on barbies Wanna adore me, hoe ain't nun free Nigga tried to screw like Bun B Road to the riches ain't nun sweet The road to the riches ain't nun sweet The rocks coming in got love seats The wap gotta double cup money Rip the pussy then heartbreak Shorty eating salad that parsley Put da bands on ya man watch the car shake In the Louie V bag should be more cake Bitch I be the nigga that they all hate I aint ever finna listen what they all say Count up big bread in Broadway Said I dont regret them hard days Essential gotta keep a ruger on hip nigga essential I jus fucked cougar backseat of a rental Fuckin wit me cuz really she think I be the answer Wish a nigga would Rolled em up in a pencil 2 dracos get em gone no silencio Niggas leavin nun aint no evidential Run the bag on em like oh Imma tax em Ohh Imma tax em Gotta bad bitch she act hella goofy tho I dont bring her around me she talk alot That my nigga he kno he dont act like hoe Kno that im blowing up first and niggas not And I kno they plottin I keep a glock Rip that niggas that walked cross fire Always back out my pole on a red light Shorty askin if a nigga paranoid ouu woah Moonwalkin @ 16 diamonds hittin boutta toosie slide while fuckin ya hoe Told ya buddy dont text me nigga I be rollin off exotic finna get me out zone My momma say she miss me told her I be trappin she be laughin bitches crying on her phone We gon prove when that fuck nigga step up Bae dont judge me I smoke lotta pressure I be high as fuck No niggas liking us your bitch just booked up telly inviting us And thats prolly why that fuck nigga mad Know he better stay in his bag In this quarantine season Trappin for the weekend Pointers hittin make a nigga start to blinking Get to bussin if these niggas start to thinking Kno that they watching Rip the pussy then heartbreak Shorty eating salad that parsley Put da bands on ya man watch the car shake In the Louie V bag should be more cake Bitch I be the nigga that they all hate I aint ever finna listen what they all say Count up big bread in Broadway Said I dont regret them hard days Essential gotta keep a ruger on hip nigga essential I jus fucked cougar backseat of a rental Fuckin wit me cuz really she think I be the answer Wish a nigga would Rolled em up in a pencil 2 dracos get em gone no silencio Niggas leavin nun aint no evidential Run the bag on em like oh Imma tax em Ohh Imma tax em From Letras Mania