CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : 12345 Freestyle
Sparky made it slap— slap— slap—
N***as really out here internet boasting
Why the f**k would I post that strap, n***a, if I tote it?
You could get rich, wet a n***a if you hard
Or if not, I could put you on a plane 'cross the ocean
I used to hit licks 'cause I ain't wanna see a drought
Lost my bro to the streets and lost my b*t*h to some clout
And everyday ain't promised, so I need it right now
N***as do everything I do, n***a, like my child
4ES, you n***as is not shining
How you ain't ride when n***as was out dying?
N***as broke, n***as act like getting money was like science
Nowadays you want respect, then you gotta get violent
Quick to cut you off if I see the hate in you and I
Leave you where you stand 'cause I ain't finna play with you
And you can't trust every b*t*h just because she lay with you
When your d**k in the dirt, you gon' see if they with you
And I been like Future, where the flashlight?
Searching for that b*t*h, but I've been thinking 'bout my past life
Need that real love like Offset and Cardi
Jumping out with stick, but on my side is a Barbie
Vegas nights, we be shooting 'til the sun up
Fendi at the baccarat table with a hunnid
N***a killed his own mans, n***a tryna drop a hunnid
I could really say a lot, but they gon' think that I fund it, ayy
And we gon' keep it off the 'net
N***a caught a case 'cause he was on her tryna flex
If you caught a headshot and you here, then you blessed
I was out in New York catching plays like the Mets
There's no cap in my raps
We was tryna high speed with no baps
Playing Four-Five-Six, we upgraded from the craps
N***as wanna fit in, but they can't, they'll slack
They might think they know a lot, but they'll never understand me
All about a dollar, but I'll do it for the family
Free the real n***as, y'all gon' make it out the jammy
Can't tell me nothing 'bout Tamia and lil' Cammy
And I'll run this sh*t up until I can't no more
I ain't settling for crumbs, n***a, I ain't no ho
N***as hiding out the way so we gon' paint your bro
Taking sh*t to the grave that you ain't gon' know
And I don't wanna hear about your old money, old skits
I just wanna hold bands, the youngins wanna hold sticks
Had to get over that bump in the road, now we rich
But you could lose that sh*t faster than it come, don't slip
Ayy, yeah-yeah
And you could lose that sh*t faster than it come, don't slip
Ayy
We had to get over that bump in the road, now we rich
N***a
I don't wanna hear about that old money, old skit
And I don't wanna hear about that old money, old skit
Man who who the f**k in— who the f**k in this crib?
Ayy, bruh, pa** me the pistol
Damn, I look through the door
I see like three, four n***as running through the crib
All black, mask on, running through the crib
One n***a run to the front door
I hop out, I start shooting
Bow-bow-bow-bow-bow
Shot the n***a
Bow
Shot his a**
Bow-bow-bow-bow
All the n***as run out the door, they run out the door
N***as really out here internet boasting
Why the f**k would I post that strap, n***a, if I tote it?
You could get rich, wet a n***a if you hard
Or if not, I could put you on a plane 'cross the ocean
I used to hit licks 'cause I ain't wanna see a drought
Lost my bro to the streets and lost my b*t*h to some clout
And everyday ain't promised, so I need it right now
N***as do everything I do, n***a, like my child
4ES, you n***as is not shining
How you ain't ride when n***as was out dying?
N***as broke, n***as act like getting money was like science
Nowadays you want respect, then you gotta get violent
Quick to cut you off if I see the hate in you and I
Leave you where you stand 'cause I ain't finna play with you
And you can't trust every b*t*h just because she lay with you
When your d**k in the dirt, you gon' see if they with you
And I been like Future, where the flashlight?
Searching for that b*t*h, but I've been thinking 'bout my past life
Need that real love like Offset and Cardi
Jumping out with stick, but on my side is a Barbie
Vegas nights, we be shooting 'til the sun up
Fendi at the baccarat table with a hunnid
N***a killed his own mans, n***a tryna drop a hunnid
I could really say a lot, but they gon' think that I fund it, ayy
And we gon' keep it off the 'net
N***a caught a case 'cause he was on her tryna flex
If you caught a headshot and you here, then you blessed
I was out in New York catching plays like the Mets
There's no cap in my raps
We was tryna high speed with no baps
Playing Four-Five-Six, we upgraded from the craps
N***as wanna fit in, but they can't, they'll slack
They might think they know a lot, but they'll never understand me
All about a dollar, but I'll do it for the family
Free the real n***as, y'all gon' make it out the jammy
Can't tell me nothing 'bout Tamia and lil' Cammy
And I'll run this sh*t up until I can't no more
I ain't settling for crumbs, n***a, I ain't no ho
N***as hiding out the way so we gon' paint your bro
Taking sh*t to the grave that you ain't gon' know
And I don't wanna hear about your old money, old skits
I just wanna hold bands, the youngins wanna hold sticks
Had to get over that bump in the road, now we rich
But you could lose that sh*t faster than it come, don't slip
Ayy, yeah-yeah
And you could lose that sh*t faster than it come, don't slip
Ayy
We had to get over that bump in the road, now we rich
N***a
I don't wanna hear about that old money, old skit
And I don't wanna hear about that old money, old skit
Man who who the f**k in— who the f**k in this crib?
Ayy, bruh, pa** me the pistol
Damn, I look through the door
I see like three, four n***as running through the crib
All black, mask on, running through the crib
One n***a run to the front door
I hop out, I start shooting
Bow-bow-bow-bow-bow
Shot the n***a
Bow
Shot his a**
Bow-bow-bow-bow
All the n***as run out the door, they run out the door
