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Indigo Okay Embasin, whatever 3-4 double o TTB Fuck what you heard, what you know lil' nigga Wrist iceberg, light show lil' nigga Gotta ass, an ice pick, she a gold digger Shawty got curves, but the racks got figures Y'all ain't tryna work, tryna take pictures Don't chase money, y'all just chase bitches This that rich shit, tailor-fitted Combat boots [?] Keep it cool hunnid in a hot pink fitted Scorsese, I make movies War ready, keep my toolie Camel toe, you a big pussy Real cunt, you big pussy Chip Skylark, nigga been [?] groupies I done saw too many boobies Still can't get finessed Especially not buying no hoochie Especially not buying no boof Real red got me loopy Outline 'еm out like Rudy Letras de cancionesLil' boy don't be stupid Lil' boy don't be stupid Lil' boy don't bе stupid Lil' boy don't be stupid Peachtree Corners, I'm stunting Nigga fuck the opps we hunting AK tearing your stomach, go get 'em Jack-o'-lantern, I pop pumpkins Fauni be fucking up functions Fauni handing out concussions That's your wife she fucking Tat's your wife she fucking No poker face, no bluffing This good Wock', no Tussin Don't try to car salesman me Who the hell niggas think they hustling? I'ma always be rich I ain't like the rest of y'all Niggas tote thirties and dicks But really ain't got the balls You keep your ho walled I just wanna bust in her jaw Your money we taking it all It's TTB lil' nigga fuck y'all Got a bag for me, just say that Ten grand racks and that's all cash Yeah money and me go way back Yeah money and me go way back Just say that Say that, just say that Say that, just say that Say that, say that Yeah, say that Yeah, yeah, say that Say that, say that Say that, say that Yeah, yeah, say that Yeah, say that Yeah, yeah, say that Say that, say that Say that Say that, say that Say that, say that Say that, say that Fuck what you heard, what you know lil' nigga Wrist iceberg, light show lil' nigga Gotta ass, an ice pick, she a gold digger Shawty got curves, but the racks got figures Y'all ain't tryna work, tryna take pictures Don't chase money, y'all just chase bitches This that rich shit, tailor-fitted With or without yeah I'd be good either way Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Bunch of them knots in my pocket, yeah bands in display Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Okay, Embasin, whatever With or without it yeah I'd be good either way Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Bunch of them knots in my pocket, yeah bands in display Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Fell in love with a thot and I know she probably fuck with the opps Killing that guap, real tucked up tight in next to the Glock Know you a bop, baby girl fuck around and you gon 'get bopped One in the head, Glock nineteen thirty round on that dot Found a knot, I'ma ball Lightning bands, I count the clock Don't fuck with niggas who fuck with your food Nigga get your shit rerocked Cyber spy my opps Your ho twist my locs This shit hand in hand Nigga gotta keep that pop Nigga gotta keep that rocket My shit made from NASA Leave a nigga set up like flying I ain't got time for the bullshit Pussy boy who you trying Ain't got time for the fool shit Most of this shit be funny These niggas bugging like bunny Talk big shit But pussy lil' boy got yellow all on his tummy Bitch I'm about my money Big bank yeah Thouxanban jumpin' Ain't nah nigga taking shit from me I'ma always keep my own I forgot two [?] in my home Talking about you loyal then show me Talking about you loyal then show me Talking about you loyal then show me Talking about you loyal then show me Talking about you loyal then show me Talking about you loyal then show me Talking about you loyal then show me Talking about you loyal then show me Talking about you loyal then show me With or without it yeah I'd be good either way Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Bunch of them knots in my pocket, yeah bands in display Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Fell in love with a thot and I know she probably fuck with the opps Killing that guap, real tucked up tight in next to the Glock Know you a bop, baby girl fuck around and you gon 'get bopped One in the head, Glock nineteen thirty round on that dot With or without yeah I'd be good either way Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Bunch of them knots in my pocket, yeah bands in display Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy From Letras Mania