CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Let It Blow

(My n***a Deltah in them pots)
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Steve Drive
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I ain't with the beefin', come outside, b*t*h, and let it blow
Gang get to tweakin' when we ride, hop out, let it go
Shorty wanna f**k, I tell her, "Slide", make her drop it low
Say, "Why you got extended in your mag?", It's what these b*t*hes for
I ain't with the beefin', come outside, b*t*h, and let it blow
Gang get to tweakin' when we ride, hop out, let it go
Shorty wanna f**k, I tell her, "Slide", make her drop it low
Say, "Why you got extended in your mag?", It's what these b*t*hes for

Let's go, my Balmains, they be hangin' low (Lil Uzi)
That .40 with a .30 on my side, f**k n***a, don't get smoked (Baow)
These R&B a** n***as wasn't outside, what they singin' for? (At all)
Lil Uzi Vert, yes, I was right outside by the corner store (Uh-uh)
F**k the b*t*h, vámonos (Bye bye), yeah
Told the b*t*h, "I gotta go" (Gotta go), yeah
That's that give and go (Woah)
Pa** that b*t*h to Memo (Woah)
She just wanna test my Rolls (Woah, woah)
She just wanna feel my gold (Ayy)
"Why the f**k your neck on froze?" (Woah, woah)
'Cause I got the check, lil' ho (Got the check)
Light diamonds on my neck made her sneeze (Yeah)
I had to bless your ho (Woah)
I ain't never test that ho, man, she brung her friend, they bisexual (Let's go)
N***a talk sh*t then we shoot him, aim at his throat, he a vegetable (Bye-bye)
All my n***as on go, my n***as pull up, you know they come through (Woah)
I ain't with the beefin', come outside, b*t*h, and let it blow
Gang get to tweakin' when we ride, hop out, let it go
Shorty wanna f**k, I tell her, "Slide", make her drop it low
Say, "Why you got extended in your mag?", It's what these b*t*hes for
I ain't with the beefin' (Uh-uh), come outside, b*t*h, and let it blow
(Steve Drive)
Gang get to tweakin' when we ride, hop out, let it go
Shorty wanna f**k, I tell her, "Slide", make her drop it low
(Baow, baow, baow)
Say, "Why you got extended in your mag?", It's what these b*t*hes for

No I could not wife none of these w****s (Uh-uh), Dior out the store (B*t*h)
Better keep your pipe up on you boy, I'll have 'em at your door (Bang, bang)
Better run for life, a roar applaud, clap you at that store (Clap, clap, clap)
Uzi dropped that load, we known for slaughter, better cuff your daughter
And I ain't finna fight with a n***a over no b*t*h, keep your b*t*h in order
You better not bring no knife or no fist, got my switch on auto
Young n***as play for keeps, check your peeps, they know that's my motto
F**k n***a get to tweakin' in this b*t*h, you can catch a hollow
Thot b*t*h eat the skeet, she a lil' freak, told the b*t*h to swallow
F**ked it off on guns, now I'm tryna buy my block like Ralo
Big stepper in this b*t*h, I just pulled up like I just hit the lotto

I ain't with the beefin', come outside, b*t*h, and let it blow
Gang get to tweakin' when we ride, hop out, let it go
Shorty wanna f**k, I tell her, "Slide", make her drop it low
Say, "Why you got extended in your mag?", It's what these b*t*hes for
I ain't with the beefin', come outside, b*t*h, and let it blow
Gang get to tweakin' when we ride, hop out, let it go
Shorty wanna f**k, I tell her, "Slide", make her drop it low
Say, "Why you got extended in your mag?", It's what these b*t*hes for