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Yeah, Yeah Rappin' since I got money I got them drugs in my body Hold up pussy, don't try me I might just put me a homi I might just put me a homi I just might fuck on yo mommy She loving me, Lovin', I love [?] (Ooh) Tryna talk to my brother, [?] never got the same mother (Uh) [?] Damn, shawty touching me you gon' meet yo [?] Word to my mother, I'm a rich ass motherfucker Driving a 18 wheel, Like a motherfucking trucker Or I'm in a GLE, [?] Hummer I just got me a bad bitch, she let me fuck her Fucking up all of these racks, you know that I carry a motherfucking bag (Yeah) My killers gon' kill for that sac This bitch that she love me gave me a text But I told that bitch I already had them damn rackies Firearm's on me, I dont want cops, nobody home (Yeah) This watch cost a leg and a arm (Yeah) I walk up in this bitch on (Yeah) Take them racks, I'm high in this morning This bitch say I'm so charming Designer, my [?] frozen Letras de cancionesYou can see the diamonds when they storm in And you can't afford motherfucking [?] (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah) I fucked on lil bitches for nun' I fucked on lil bitches for nun' I got a [?] I fucked on lil bitches for nun' I fucked on lil bitches for nun' I sent my nigga on a hunt Wrist lit, bitch lit Popping, Yeah, Rick Rick Blue Lambo, Pull Up Bitch Ha, They late as shit Pull up and pop your brain bitch Put that bitch and his face quick Ruger, Ruger, I'm clutching that motherfucking Ruger Let a clip at the bottom, Its long like a ruler Sending nigga's I know they gon' do ya These lil nigga's pussy, so soft Coulda fuck around, Knock your dreads off And I'm sippin' that red, Not wock And I'm sipping that [?], Ya, Ya Lil nigga dont play, Im'a play with you bitch You glarin' me, choppa go "Fa, Fa" I spent some bagguetes on a yellow coupe I'm tryna take the top off My last [?] A nigga play up in this bitch, We gon' send him to [?], TopGolf From Letras Mania