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Letra : bambis room frestyle
You know what the f**k goin on, im posted up with savage gasp
You already know, danny in the back we got mother f**kin keshore in this b*t*h n***a got blatz in this hoe
b*t*h
f**k em
b*t*h
Im a walking check (uh)
And a walking flex
I pulled up to the function, got these b*t*hes like who is that
If it ain't bout no business then you talkin out your neck
Got yo b*t*h on my lap and her pu**y hole wet
Like what the f**k these n***as think
Run up on me you gon' see
Throwin hands like UFC
a n***a kfc
I belong inside a [?]
Join that n***a in the sea
Got a pumpkin on my choppa
Imma make that f**ker scream
Like, who the f**k is that oh wait thats savage gasp (huh)
Pumpkins glowin tellin mе to kill that man (huh)
I wonr ever talk about another man (f**k) (huh)
Boy your girlfriеnd slidin up on my dms (f**k)
f**k, f**k all that talkin lets clip i got bucks (f**k)
He talkin crazy like boy try yo luck (luck)
I just made 50 thousand just to hit the woah on these mother f**kers boy im rich as f**k
Soul eater, soul reaper, hoes tweakin
Now i charge like 20 thousand just to cop my own features
You keep on sayin some sh*t (ok)
But she gon' listen every day yo girl payin my rent (yuh, yuh)
Its really funny, people think im always playin this sh*t
But i will rip yo f**kin head off get the bag and then dip whore (get the bag and then dip)
Posted up with savage gasp
Smokin on some fanny pack
b*t*h im booted off the molly givin me a heart attack
She try to run i pull her tracks
Imma snap that b*t*h in half
Coolin with the devil gang
Imma take it to the max
Im a walking check
And a walking flex
I pulled up to the function, got these b*t*hes like who is that
If it ain't bout no business then you talkin out your neck
Got yo b*t*h on my lap and her pu**y hole wet
Like what the f**k these n***as think
Run up on me you gon' see
Throwin hands like UFC
a n***a kfc
I belong inside a [?]
Join that n***a in the sea
Got a pumpkin on my choppa
Imma make that f**ker scream
You already know, danny in the back we got mother f**kin keshore in this b*t*h n***a got blatz in this hoe
b*t*h
f**k em
b*t*h
Im a walking check (uh)
And a walking flex
I pulled up to the function, got these b*t*hes like who is that
If it ain't bout no business then you talkin out your neck
Got yo b*t*h on my lap and her pu**y hole wet
Like what the f**k these n***as think
Run up on me you gon' see
Throwin hands like UFC
a n***a kfc
I belong inside a [?]
Join that n***a in the sea
Got a pumpkin on my choppa
Imma make that f**ker scream
Like, who the f**k is that oh wait thats savage gasp (huh)
Pumpkins glowin tellin mе to kill that man (huh)
I wonr ever talk about another man (f**k) (huh)
Boy your girlfriеnd slidin up on my dms (f**k)
f**k, f**k all that talkin lets clip i got bucks (f**k)
He talkin crazy like boy try yo luck (luck)
I just made 50 thousand just to hit the woah on these mother f**kers boy im rich as f**k
Soul eater, soul reaper, hoes tweakin
Now i charge like 20 thousand just to cop my own features
You keep on sayin some sh*t (ok)
But she gon' listen every day yo girl payin my rent (yuh, yuh)
Its really funny, people think im always playin this sh*t
But i will rip yo f**kin head off get the bag and then dip whore (get the bag and then dip)
Posted up with savage gasp
Smokin on some fanny pack
b*t*h im booted off the molly givin me a heart attack
She try to run i pull her tracks
Imma snap that b*t*h in half
Coolin with the devil gang
Imma take it to the max
Im a walking check
And a walking flex
I pulled up to the function, got these b*t*hes like who is that
If it ain't bout no business then you talkin out your neck
Got yo b*t*h on my lap and her pu**y hole wet
Like what the f**k these n***as think
Run up on me you gon' see
Throwin hands like UFC
a n***a kfc
I belong inside a [?]
Join that n***a in the sea
Got a pumpkin on my choppa
Imma make that f**ker scream
