CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : 2 Worlds
Look, ice on my wrist
Dirty Sprite in the zip
This b*t*h like my kicks
She wanna get hit
His b*t*h on my d**k
He mad as a b*t*h
But he won't do sh*t
Or else he getting a clip, woah
I keep a strap in the whip
You catch a shot in the hip
And you scared to come back on your strip
Or else we put a tax on your sh*t, woah
I keep a strap in the whip
You catch a shot in the hip
And you scared to come back on your strip
Or else we put a tax on your sh*t
Look, I cop a new Bugatti for the few who got me
Killing beats is a ruthless hobby
You say your shooters copy, never do it sloppy
Drum a kit like they do karate
I be the first never lied in rap
I am a great, no denying that
I spit the higher than fire tracks
I can't wait to blow up and they say he inquire racks
I switch a style and make it easy
I changed my friends 'cause they was greedy
I'm making money, they pay to meet me
I give a f**k if a hater scheming
I gotta grind to make every dollar
My money stronger than Larry Lobster
I work with magic, that Harry Potter
You n***as scary, they bury yoppas
That money all on my mind
Never stolen with time but I ball like LeBron
Labels calling my line but I never answered
Diesel jeans [?]
Bad hoes get to belly dancing
Stealing styles get you reprimanded
Screaming rest in peace, it's forever branded
Had to kill the beat causing hella damage, like woah
N***as would say I'm the hottest topic
What's on my mind is a lot of profit (Cash)
Never sold dope til I got to college
This is not me, man, I gotta stop it
Hit my bro [?] 'cause he got the loud
Stack up them pennies, no Oscar Proud
You smoking dutches, you out of style
Bro keep attacking, that's not a foul
Semi-automatic, I was never packing
Boxing all these haters, I am everlasting
N***a get a beat but never better rapping
Get my cheddar stacking, such a clever savage
Boy I been a beast since fifteen
N***a wanna say his sh*t mean
All about the grind, I get cream
Money all the time, got big dreams
They like "Will, you back in this b*t*h"
If she ain't tryna f**k then I'm smacking her b*t*h
They say "Will you don't drink," but I'm smacked in this b*t*h
These munchies too real, bring some snacks in this b*t*h
Got my strap in this b*t*h 'cause you thinkin' 'bout robbing me
Money coming like your boy won the lottery
This b*t*h she follow me then she gon' swallow me
Then I just duck her and text her "Don't bother me"
Boy I get a lot of cheese, I don't be arguing
If you just popping sh*t, turn you to taco mix
I need the money and I need a lot of it
If it ain't money I'm not a part of it
N***as keep hating and I don't acknowledge it
Beef got a recipe, I put my Glock in it
B*t*h on my d**k while she get to toppin' it
Roof on my coop [?] so I'm dropping it, woo
Ayy, Will, hold up bro
We ain't even done yet fool, ayy
N***a I was deep in a deadly drought
Was never worried 'bout getting heavy clout
F**k a Jaguar, bring the Chevy's out
N***as want the fame and I'm ready now
'Cause I'm heavy gifted, make a well-decision
Couldn't tell the difference [?] vision
Screaming f**k the prison, it's a failing system
Free my little bro, ring the bell to listen
'Cause the beat dumber, straight speed gunner
And my n***as kick it like we be punters
I'm a college kid with a street wonder
N***as looking for me but they Steve Wonder
Got a lot of dimes like Steve numbers
That's Nash n***a, straight cash figures
Need a new girl and her a** bigger
Killed the f**kin' beat, never blast triggers
I'm about the grind and I'm making cash
I don't f**k with n***as like Stacy Dash
So I hit up Will and he'll spray his a**
He was talking crazy, now he racing fast, like...
Dirty Sprite in the zip
This b*t*h like my kicks
She wanna get hit
His b*t*h on my d**k
He mad as a b*t*h
But he won't do sh*t
Or else he getting a clip, woah
I keep a strap in the whip
You catch a shot in the hip
And you scared to come back on your strip
Or else we put a tax on your sh*t, woah
I keep a strap in the whip
You catch a shot in the hip
And you scared to come back on your strip
Or else we put a tax on your sh*t
Look, I cop a new Bugatti for the few who got me
Killing beats is a ruthless hobby
You say your shooters copy, never do it sloppy
Drum a kit like they do karate
I be the first never lied in rap
I am a great, no denying that
I spit the higher than fire tracks
I can't wait to blow up and they say he inquire racks
I switch a style and make it easy
I changed my friends 'cause they was greedy
I'm making money, they pay to meet me
I give a f**k if a hater scheming
I gotta grind to make every dollar
My money stronger than Larry Lobster
I work with magic, that Harry Potter
You n***as scary, they bury yoppas
That money all on my mind
Never stolen with time but I ball like LeBron
Labels calling my line but I never answered
Diesel jeans [?]
Bad hoes get to belly dancing
Stealing styles get you reprimanded
Screaming rest in peace, it's forever branded
Had to kill the beat causing hella damage, like woah
N***as would say I'm the hottest topic
What's on my mind is a lot of profit (Cash)
Never sold dope til I got to college
This is not me, man, I gotta stop it
Hit my bro [?] 'cause he got the loud
Stack up them pennies, no Oscar Proud
You smoking dutches, you out of style
Bro keep attacking, that's not a foul
Semi-automatic, I was never packing
Boxing all these haters, I am everlasting
N***a get a beat but never better rapping
Get my cheddar stacking, such a clever savage
Boy I been a beast since fifteen
N***a wanna say his sh*t mean
All about the grind, I get cream
Money all the time, got big dreams
They like "Will, you back in this b*t*h"
If she ain't tryna f**k then I'm smacking her b*t*h
They say "Will you don't drink," but I'm smacked in this b*t*h
These munchies too real, bring some snacks in this b*t*h
Got my strap in this b*t*h 'cause you thinkin' 'bout robbing me
Money coming like your boy won the lottery
This b*t*h she follow me then she gon' swallow me
Then I just duck her and text her "Don't bother me"
Boy I get a lot of cheese, I don't be arguing
If you just popping sh*t, turn you to taco mix
I need the money and I need a lot of it
If it ain't money I'm not a part of it
N***as keep hating and I don't acknowledge it
Beef got a recipe, I put my Glock in it
B*t*h on my d**k while she get to toppin' it
Roof on my coop [?] so I'm dropping it, woo
Ayy, Will, hold up bro
We ain't even done yet fool, ayy
N***a I was deep in a deadly drought
Was never worried 'bout getting heavy clout
F**k a Jaguar, bring the Chevy's out
N***as want the fame and I'm ready now
'Cause I'm heavy gifted, make a well-decision
Couldn't tell the difference [?] vision
Screaming f**k the prison, it's a failing system
Free my little bro, ring the bell to listen
'Cause the beat dumber, straight speed gunner
And my n***as kick it like we be punters
I'm a college kid with a street wonder
N***as looking for me but they Steve Wonder
Got a lot of dimes like Steve numbers
That's Nash n***a, straight cash figures
Need a new girl and her a** bigger
Killed the f**kin' beat, never blast triggers
I'm about the grind and I'm making cash
I don't f**k with n***as like Stacy Dash
So I hit up Will and he'll spray his a**
He was talking crazy, now he racing fast, like...
