CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Guess Who’s Back
Guess who's back, demon dapz
Sweeping cats, laps on laps
I sleep in traps
Out in packs, Pyrex whipping
Scraping profit, hate taking losses
Free my bros, we run grove
Youngest bosses
Guess who's back, demon dapz
Sweeping cats, laps on laps
I sleep in traps
Out in packs, Pyrex whipping
Scraping profit, hate taking losses
Free my bros, we run grove
Youngest bosses
Over halfing dots from a 9 in pebs
Man fling it in a pottery rocket
I thought that was ops tryna creep on man
Pass the spin let man unc*ck it
I can tell you ain't living that life
They rap about their mash and just stop it
Still banging about 3-4 score
But im buying bigger bits so I see more profit
I know guys in the ends thats chilling with ops
Its cool I ain't causing a fuss
Then we see them chilling together when mans on a glide
Every ras get touch
Man rise that 12 gauge up or back the rambo and tear up his gut, yuck
Blade in and out mans flesh man jump back in the hoopty and cut
Skrr back to the ends tryna light more skengs
Cah this beef and we get on top
Man can't ride on 11 or 10 blud we got the ends on lock (thats gang)
Man heard that you're onto me
Man jump out the ride like whos on what? (wagwan?)
I ain't gotta talk to much the last time that i let it rise
A few man got shot
Sweeping cats, laps on laps
I sleep in traps
Out in packs, Pyrex whipping
Scraping profit, hate taking losses
Free my bros, we run grove
Youngest bosses
Guess who's back, demon dapz
Sweeping cats, laps on laps
I sleep in traps
Out in packs, Pyrex whipping
Scraping profit, hate taking losses
Free my bros, we run grove
Youngest bosses
Over halfing dots from a 9 in pebs
Man fling it in a pottery rocket
I thought that was ops tryna creep on man
Pass the spin let man unc*ck it
I can tell you ain't living that life
They rap about their mash and just stop it
Still banging about 3-4 score
But im buying bigger bits so I see more profit
I know guys in the ends thats chilling with ops
Its cool I ain't causing a fuss
Then we see them chilling together when mans on a glide
Every ras get touch
Man rise that 12 gauge up or back the rambo and tear up his gut, yuck
Blade in and out mans flesh man jump back in the hoopty and cut
Skrr back to the ends tryna light more skengs
Cah this beef and we get on top
Man can't ride on 11 or 10 blud we got the ends on lock (thats gang)
Man heard that you're onto me
Man jump out the ride like whos on what? (wagwan?)
I ain't gotta talk to much the last time that i let it rise
A few man got shot
