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I'ma run it up, man, huh Bah I'ma run it up, man, huh Turn me up Fuck nigga I'm tweakin', just gotta make it Break yourself fool (Break yourself) Bought a watch and chain, tryna make yourself cool (What the fuck?) Pussy can't protect it, you just made yourself food (Food) Handouts from niggas, you gon' help yourself lose (Loser) Fuck the rules If you want me better make your best move (Come on, yeah) On my block I got stripes like a ref do (Stripes) Tape all on the scene, you seen how we left dude (Left) Gang made the news (Gang-gang) Gang gavе the blues (Gang, shut up) Hangin' flag or homicide? Gang madе 'em chose (Haha) Big G Herbo, I'm the boss, boss, I make big moves (Yeah) It don't matter, take the cost off, it get sent through He got hit, it posed to been a hit, bullets went through, they ain't stick Nigga beggin' for his life, get on the gram, now they bitch They say this and this (This and this) Hate, I'm pissy rich (Hate, I'm pissy rich) I got mansions, cribs Went through twenty whips, I bought six legit Letras de cancionesQuarantine ain't stoppin' shit, fuck it pop my shit Making lot of grip I don't travel much, I told my girl, "We need a lotta trips" Stack a lotta chips, a lotta dip Son straight, my fam tucked, we stretch shit, my momma hip Caddie truck with Kevlar and black tints, Obama whip I ain't rich until I triple it I said I ain't rich until I triple it Jury like, point two over two but what's the difference? Really like, went from rags to riches, shit magnificent And I'm still grindin', labels love me, say I'm killin' it I'm hot shit (Hot shit) I'm still up a ton, I'm havin' fun and I ain't drop shit Since I dropped my album, not a single, I ain't dropped shit I ain't in that top five, throw me in that top six Pull up in that drop six, watch this (That drop six) Waitin' on some shit soon as it drop, I hit the lot quick I'll pull up in the newest Bimmer like I'm Money Mitch Herbo brought a hunnid shooters through, he on some other shit Lead the convoy, gettin' chauffeured, I'm in that Cullinan (That Cullinan) Niggas rap diss, addressin' me, I don't hear none of it Bullet holes size of hula hoop, we hit his brother with We done spinned the block and again, for the hell of it But if this shit ain't 'bout makin' M's, it's irrelevant We want all the smoke, gun smoke, niggas smellin' it Dead from all this smoke, real gas, don't be inhalin' it (Don't be inhalin' it) Pussy we gon' shut your mouth forever if you tellin' it (Forever) Get away, they ain't gon' catch me never, ain't no evidence (Woo) Real nigga forever, got elected like the president (Like the president) Gon' be rich forever, like forever, in the present tense Call and get a nigga nose wiped like a present sent I might flip the black Rolls white like it's Heaven sent (I did, I did, bah, bah, bah, skrr) Now his tee the color peppermint Killers with me ready, out here steppin' with a pep in it Never gotta ask me 'bout my set because I'm reppin' it (Yeah) I'ma charge 'em fifty K for verses to get the records in G Herbo Quick freestyle How long that was? A minute In and out, foe nem Go, go Go From Letras Mania