CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Gucci Casket

Uh huh
Yeah (Armani Caese)
Ayo, ayo (Uh huh), ayo

Yeah, you know it's Caesar, Miss "Oh She f**kin' Didn't" (Uh uh)
b*t*hes on my tip 'cause they know the shorty sh*ttin' (Yeah)
My crew 730, only hang with pretty b*t*hes (Pretty b*t*hes)
Queens on the scene, got these ugly b*t*hes livid (Hah)
That sh*t y'all be on, me and mine already did it (Already)
Agent Provocateur, that's a thousand on the kitten (Ooh)
Hundred grand flow, chillin' in the Lambo (Uh huh)
Eight bands for the bag (What up?), two more on the sandals (Woo)
All these rap b*t*hes trash (Hah), couldn't hold a candle (Uh uh)
If I smash in this Wag', I'ma let your mans know (Ayo)
I be sendin' 'em back at you, mad at you (Uh huh), you sick with a attitude (Uh huh)
He frontin' like he was up on the avenue (Aww)
Tried to f**k him, but the d**k go soft (Aha)
Mad at Caese 'cause you can't get the d**k no more
Cold b*t*h, keep my wrist on frost (Ice)
Iced out Audemars and the car with the flip up doors (Woo)
Never witnessed a b*t*h so boss (Uh huh), real official broad (Uh huh)
That make you put them other chicks on pause (Pause)
I was in the strip club gettin' trash bag money (Trash bag)
Threw security a stack and told them grab that for me (Can you grab that for me?)
n***as tryna throw salt, but they cash be funny (Aha)
So I should be the last one you laugh at, honey, huh (Woo)
Stay on point and on guard (Uh huh), ain't no ho in my squad (Uh uh)
My shooters shoot on my command, oh, wearin' no drawers (Brra)
Every time I spit, the flow, it get applause (Get applause)
Queen of this sh*t, you b*t*hes mad or nah? (Aha)