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Letra : Huge Lifestyle
We can get it white or we can get it tan
I can take off with a 100K, just need the perfect BIN
Storage full, I need to make some space just for the VPN
Lately I been f**king with the white and I just play with scams
Damn, I can go fed
Yo b*t*h eat d**k, I'm really tryna take off with her head
We tote big Glocks, just say the word and you gon' end up dead
You ain't kill nothing, just be capping tryna say you did
I'll pimp something like the extras on a Wonder Bread
We gon' hit the road for the shh, I don't Wonderland
I know a hooper that's gon' shoot the bag, he don't know how to jam
Damn, I need a real b*t*h
That's on the sh*t doing her day, ain't gotta steal fits
Uncle said he barely hit the baggy but it still hit
Shorty only had a shot of Henny and she still lit
I don't care if baby got a n***a, I'ma still trick
I was f**king hoes before puberty
b*t*h mad, I just wanna f**k, this b*t*h ain't used to me
Brodie got a chain for ten racks, it's a Cuban link
Bro like, "Why you sleeping with that Glock?", How I'm supposed to sleep?
Aye, I ain't got no heart
I put blood and tears in this sh*t, you don't want no part
Mix the Sprite with some red sh*t, I'm 'bout to make it dark
f**ked the pu**y for a couple minutes, 'bout to make it fart
I can take off with a 100K, just need the perfect BIN
Storage full, I need to make some space just for the VPN
Lately I been f**king with the white and I just play with scams
Damn, I can go fed
Yo b*t*h eat d**k, I'm really tryna take off with her head
We tote big Glocks, just say the word and you gon' end up dead
You ain't kill nothing, just be capping tryna say you did
I'll pimp something like the extras on a Wonder Bread
We gon' hit the road for the shh, I don't Wonderland
I know a hooper that's gon' shoot the bag, he don't know how to jam
Damn, I need a real b*t*h
That's on the sh*t doing her day, ain't gotta steal fits
Uncle said he barely hit the baggy but it still hit
Shorty only had a shot of Henny and she still lit
I don't care if baby got a n***a, I'ma still trick
I was f**king hoes before puberty
b*t*h mad, I just wanna f**k, this b*t*h ain't used to me
Brodie got a chain for ten racks, it's a Cuban link
Bro like, "Why you sleeping with that Glock?", How I'm supposed to sleep?
Aye, I ain't got no heart
I put blood and tears in this sh*t, you don't want no part
Mix the Sprite with some red sh*t, I'm 'bout to make it dark
f**ked the pu**y for a couple minutes, 'bout to make it fart
