CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Thermal

Night mode, thermal vision, I see through these b*t*hes
Hydro, pyro, sticky
Keep a piece like a hippy, yea
I serve Bobby that Whitney
Fresh [?] for my [?]
She from out back, go head back it up, I know she Sydney
Keep the bottle to my self, lil b*t*h
Whole blunt to the face, lil b*t*h
I don't need no hoes in my runway
I'm mindin my self lil b*t*h
Fauni still gettin n***as hit
Dior drip down my fit
Stomp a n***a down in these kicks
poppin out with the stick
You a fake ass n***a, you the wig
New green like Kermit the Frog
We know you f**kin with the pigs
My Glock smoke Newport Cigs, yeah
You a Newport dumb b*t*h
Shawty blowin up my phone, tryna gеt a daily dose of this d**k
soon after I hit
No I don't condone all that pu**y sh*t thеse n***as on
Not one of these simps you used to f**kin with, check yo tone
I'm a real on baby
Got opinions of my own
Heard you supposed to be gangster, how the f**k you got caught snitchin
Hold sh*t down like a anchor, we treat every lick like a mission
Try to walk a mile in these shoes you too pu**y to go the distance
n***a can't go the distance
You too broke, stay yo ass at home then
Imma get em, real good like I'm [?]
Baby, stop eavsdropping
You gon get mad hearin in tryna phone in
Call of Duty, scope, we gon zone in
b*t*h always tryna blow me
b*t*h suck my balls if you gon blow me
You like a [?]
You n***as be broke I'm cashin
Draco, Kel Tec gon catch em
You could be [?] matchin
Flip a f**k n***a if he have it
VVS diamond my status
Fauni get rich automatic
Big 34 we the baddest
Leave my enemy graphic
TTB shoot up the palace
TTB spit that malice