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Letra : TWELVE 30
Ay, yuh
Twelve thirty, we gon' roll up
If he don't know us, motherf**ker, get to know us
We just tryna blow up
'Bout to get the bag, get the dough up
She act like she my friend, she ain't cold, uh
She sippin' on the soda
It's been a minute, yeah, you know I'm back
It's 2020, motherf**ker, screamin' 'Free Kodak!', yeah
When I get it, Imma have my stash, and I'm not talkin' petty money
Always cash on cash on cash
Yeah, take a look at my dash
I'm doin' 1-5-5, you won't see me crash, I'm cookin'
Imma show up to her place, no cap
But now she wanna get the rings, so she drop that ass, I'm lookin'
She comin' over, she told mе what she gon' do to me
I think she might bе spanish, I'm speakin' it to her fluently
Buenos Dias, I think that she get it through to me
She told me that she go to college, thought it was Community
Ay, physic major with a big ass, she tryna be Pam
Baby, we could never be that
Tell me where to be at, and Imma come through, I don't feel bad
She gon' give me top from her kneecaps, they don't wanna see that
f**k! sh*t! b*t*h!
I'm not Sheck Wes, and I'm not that rich
But I gotta bad b*t*h, and she suckin' up on my d**k
When I'm rappin' I feel like Travis, motherf**ker
It's Lit!
Twelve thirty, we gon' roll up
If he don't know us, motherf**ker, get to know us
We just tryna blow up
'Bout to get the bag, get the dough up
She act like she my friend, she ain't cold, uh
She sippin' on the soda
It's been a minute, yeah, you know I'm back
It's 2020, motherf**ker, screamin' 'Free Kodak!', yeah
When I get it, Imma have my stash, and I'm not talkin' petty money
Always cash on cash on cash
Twelve thirty, we gon' roll up
If he don't know us, motherf**ker, get to know us
We just tryna blow up
'Bout to get the bag, get the dough up
She act like she my friend, she ain't cold, uh
She sippin' on the soda
It's been a minute, yeah, you know I'm back
It's 2020, motherf**ker, screamin' 'Free Kodak!', yeah
When I get it, Imma have my stash, and I'm not talkin' petty money
Always cash on cash on cash
Yeah, take a look at my dash
I'm doin' 1-5-5, you won't see me crash, I'm cookin'
Imma show up to her place, no cap
But now she wanna get the rings, so she drop that ass, I'm lookin'
She comin' over, she told mе what she gon' do to me
I think she might bе spanish, I'm speakin' it to her fluently
Buenos Dias, I think that she get it through to me
She told me that she go to college, thought it was Community
Ay, physic major with a big ass, she tryna be Pam
Baby, we could never be that
Tell me where to be at, and Imma come through, I don't feel bad
She gon' give me top from her kneecaps, they don't wanna see that
f**k! sh*t! b*t*h!
I'm not Sheck Wes, and I'm not that rich
But I gotta bad b*t*h, and she suckin' up on my d**k
When I'm rappin' I feel like Travis, motherf**ker
It's Lit!
Twelve thirty, we gon' roll up
If he don't know us, motherf**ker, get to know us
We just tryna blow up
'Bout to get the bag, get the dough up
She act like she my friend, she ain't cold, uh
She sippin' on the soda
It's been a minute, yeah, you know I'm back
It's 2020, motherf**ker, screamin' 'Free Kodak!', yeah
When I get it, Imma have my stash, and I'm not talkin' petty money
Always cash on cash on cash
