CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Fuego

My crib is immaculate
So fresh boy, I don’t got to vacuum it
My Glock got a snap to it
No need to check on em, I’m accurate
What that mouth do lil shorty?
She goin crazy sucking on it like a Dracula
Smackin her ass while I hit from the back for two hours
I’m good on my stamina
Like Dababy I told her let’s go
She go crazy cause I got the dough
Im too wavy just checkout my flow
On the daily my bank finna grow
Cause my money it stay everlasting
I’ve on my neck be like fed lights they flashing
Getting some neck on the road it’s distracting
Seat laid back, know they see me relaxing

Wait. Let me switch up the topic
First class flight with two hoes to the tropics
Ain’t evеn land yet, they already toplеss
b*t*h got an attitude, lookin like a goddess
Feisty as f**k so I gotta stay cautious
Off to Colombia, basically lawless
Caught in a heat wave, middle of August
Drip cool me down but I’m tryna stay modest
Baby I’m too fuego (hot)
Iced out drum on the draco (bop)
This whip I’m driving they don’t make those (ya)
Left hand pour a pint of the Faygo (drank)
Right hand rubber band full of Pesos (bank)
Trippin off the juice, tornado (spinning)
Whole squad goin up, volcano (goin up)
Hunnid hittas and they do what I say so
Boy I’m livin my life muy bueno (woo)

Baby I’m too fuego (hot)
Iced out drum on the draco (bop)
This whip I’m driving they don’t make those (ya)
Left hand pour a pint of the Faygo (drank)
Right hand rubber band full of Pesos (bank)
Moldin my life like Play Doh (mold it)
Whole squad goin up on payroll (goin up)
Hunnid hittas and they do what I say so
Boy I’m living my life muy bueno (woo)

Got a shorty that I’m smashing on the west see?
Head to the south side chilling with her bestie
DND the trap phone, shorty can’t text me
All shook up like she singing Elvis Presley
Callin me the king Lil mama imma hound dog
Ballin in the spring, popping out like a ground hog
Catch me in the club, tell the DJ turn the sound off
Making sure they hear it when I’m letting all these rounds off
BOW BOW BOW
That’s the sound that the blick make
All these lil boys getting down cause they b*t*h made
Rappers took a Chance but they flopping like the Big Day
Took her out to France, imma cop another whip bae
SKRT SKRT SKRT
Fresh fitted in a white tee
Hunnid kids with a keyboard tryna fight me
Posted hid behind a screen and feelin mighty
Told em just do it like I’m steady reppin Nike
I ain’t stressing over b*t*hes or a hater
I ain’t tryna carry no wreck like Mater
Shorty see the ice she tryna slide like a skater
Tryna play it nice but I ain’t really tryna date her
I got different hoes, a lotta colours, lotta flavours
I got different homes, a lotta cars, a lotta acres
I got one out in LA that be cheering for the Lakers
And another out in Oakland that be repping for the Raiders

Baby I’m too fuego (hot)
Iced out drum on the draco (bop)
This whip I’m driving they don’t make those (ya)
Left hand pour a pint of the Faygo (drank)
Right hand rubber band full of Pesos (bank)
Trippin off the juice, tornado (spinning)
Whole squad goin up, volcano (goin up)
Hunnid hittas and they do what I say so
Boy I’m livin my life muy bueno (woo)

Baby I’m too fuego (hot)
Iced out drum on the draco (bop)
This whip I’m driving they don’t make those (ya)
Left hand pour a pint of the Faygo (drank)
Right hand rubber band full of Pesos (bank)
Molding my life like play doh (mold it)
Whole squad goin up on payroll (goin up)
Hunnid hittas and they do what I say so
Boy I’m living my life muy bueno (woo)