Letra de Disagree
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Fuck school, I know the trap can’t fail me
Coolin' with a thot in a Telly
Smokin' on this loud pack, I know you can smell me
Coolin' with a thot in a Telly
Smokin' on this loud pack, I know you can smell me
Walk in the trap and the trap still smelly
Sippin' fake lean, it go straight to yo' belly
F&N, watch it sing like R Kelly
Still in the trap whippin' shit like a Deli
Kick shit like Bruce Lee, niggas tellin' fairies, ayy
Fuck a thot, I won’t marry, ayy
Maserati ridin', not no Chevy
Name hold weight, yeah that shit a little heavy
Bitch I'm in the trap with the pounds
See 12 nigga, you can watch me move around
Talkin' shit nigga, why fuck you talkin' down?
I don’t need a throne nigga, I don’t need a crown
Smokin' on that dope nothin' less than a ounce
Flexin' like me, you gon' need some tryouts
Still in the cut screamin', "Fuck free clout"
Bitch I need my cheese because that’s what it’s about
Bitch I’m stuck like a TV mount
Countin' racks, yeah I’m countin' big amounts
They talk shit but look where I'm at now
Outside nigga and you stuck in the house
Bad lil bitch, said she wanna be my spouse
Niggas always cappin' they be cappin' for some clout
Fuck some clout, carry cash in my hand nigga, fuck a bank account
And I'm a rich nigga, I don’t want no discount
Real nigga, I don’t need no fuckin' face tat
Backwood, I face that, nigga fuck yo' habitat
Can’t fuck with a thot thot, can’t fuck with a nat nat
Bros over hoes, niggas know I will never rat
Off-White on me like a nigga in a flashback
Used to rob these niggas, yeah my niggas used to hijack
Smokin' OG, yeah you know that's that Cali' pack
Hoes hit my phone, I don’t even want to interact
I get that dope from the Philippines
My niggas smokin' on palm trees
You say I'm broke? I disagree
Lovin' that hoe? I disagree
Rich nigga man, I’m so unique
Give a fuck if you fuck with me
You say I'm broke? I disagree
Lovin' that hoe? I disagree
Sippin' fake lean, it go straight to yo' belly
F&N, watch it sing like R Kelly
Still in the trap whippin' shit like a Deli
Kick shit like Bruce Lee, niggas tellin' fairies, ayy
Fuck a thot, I won’t marry, ayy
Maserati ridin', not no Chevy
Name hold weight, yeah that shit a little heavy
Bitch I'm in the trap with the pounds
See 12 nigga, you can watch me move around
Talkin' shit nigga, why fuck you talkin' down?
I don’t need a throne nigga, I don’t need a crown
Smokin' on that dope nothin' less than a ounce
Flexin' like me, you gon' need some tryouts
Still in the cut screamin', "Fuck free clout"
Bitch I need my cheese because that’s what it’s about
Bitch I’m stuck like a TV mount
Countin' racks, yeah I’m countin' big amounts
They talk shit but look where I'm at now
Outside nigga and you stuck in the house
Bad lil bitch, said she wanna be my spouse
Niggas always cappin' they be cappin' for some clout
Fuck some clout, carry cash in my hand nigga, fuck a bank account
And I'm a rich nigga, I don’t want no discount
Real nigga, I don’t need no fuckin' face tat
Backwood, I face that, nigga fuck yo' habitat
Can’t fuck with a thot thot, can’t fuck with a nat nat
Bros over hoes, niggas know I will never rat
Off-White on me like a nigga in a flashback
Used to rob these niggas, yeah my niggas used to hijack
Smokin' OG, yeah you know that's that Cali' pack
Hoes hit my phone, I don’t even want to interact
I get that dope from the Philippines
My niggas smokin' on palm trees
You say I'm broke? I disagree
Lovin' that hoe? I disagree
Rich nigga man, I’m so unique
Give a fuck if you fuck with me
You say I'm broke? I disagree
Lovin' that hoe? I disagree
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