CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Resale
Mino
Ha, okay, let's go!
Yeah, yeah
Ha, yeah, aye
Okay, okay, okay
Okay let's go!
Shopping now, you get it for resale
Smoking on gas and on green kale
And I can't wait to find out all your details
You're a b*t*h, you're a hoe
Pulling up and this sh*t might just [?]
You're a b*t*h, you ain't bro
Talking sh*t but we know you won't prevail
Yeah, you don't know who you're talking sh*t to
And we all know you're a bad hoe
And we all know that you won't admit that you're seeing the bro's through some photos
She want a ring, I got to go though
You're a dumbass with a Go-Pro
Put your pu**y ass in the ground
Yeah, I'm counting the guap, not new to this sh*t
Yeah, f**k it, I'm taking your b*t*h
Off the gas, I ain't smoking on cigs
Talking down, we pull up with 'em sticks
Glock on me if it's up and it's stuck
I'm with Kara and Kuru and we keepin' 'em tucked
And it's f**k life, producing that [?]
Talking down, I ain't giving no f**k, ah
They love to talk but they gon' fold
The [?] pull up to your home
I think the percies take control
I think the percies take control
Yeah, f**k around put a rack up on his top
I'm up in that Prada, talking down, then I'm uppin' the pole
b*t*h, I'm with [?], we leaving you nameless
I got the shot, they be longer than [?]
4am, tell me why these n***as hate me
I got a check then I spend it back lately
Bet, gang will leave your ass faceless
Might pull up on your lady, yeah
The [?] so tiny, bleh, uh
And they know I'ma smoke 'em, reason
And they know this the goat season
And these n***as, they broke, fiending
If it's too hard to scope, beam in
b*t*h, I'm blowing this smoke, breathe in
Feds out, been hiding for no reason
there's no sleeping
f**king hard [?], no teasing
Uh, uh, eh
Ha, okay, let's go!
Yeah, yeah
Ha, yeah, aye
Okay, okay, okay
Okay let's go!
Shopping now, you get it for resale
Smoking on gas and on green kale
And I can't wait to find out all your details
You're a b*t*h, you're a hoe
Pulling up and this sh*t might just [?]
You're a b*t*h, you ain't bro
Talking sh*t but we know you won't prevail
Yeah, you don't know who you're talking sh*t to
And we all know you're a bad hoe
And we all know that you won't admit that you're seeing the bro's through some photos
She want a ring, I got to go though
You're a dumbass with a Go-Pro
Put your pu**y ass in the ground
Yeah, I'm counting the guap, not new to this sh*t
Yeah, f**k it, I'm taking your b*t*h
Off the gas, I ain't smoking on cigs
Talking down, we pull up with 'em sticks
Glock on me if it's up and it's stuck
I'm with Kara and Kuru and we keepin' 'em tucked
And it's f**k life, producing that [?]
Talking down, I ain't giving no f**k, ah
They love to talk but they gon' fold
The [?] pull up to your home
I think the percies take control
I think the percies take control
Yeah, f**k around put a rack up on his top
I'm up in that Prada, talking down, then I'm uppin' the pole
b*t*h, I'm with [?], we leaving you nameless
I got the shot, they be longer than [?]
4am, tell me why these n***as hate me
I got a check then I spend it back lately
Bet, gang will leave your ass faceless
Might pull up on your lady, yeah
The [?] so tiny, bleh, uh
And they know I'ma smoke 'em, reason
And they know this the goat season
And these n***as, they broke, fiending
If it's too hard to scope, beam in
b*t*h, I'm blowing this smoke, breathe in
Feds out, been hiding for no reason
there's no sleeping
f**king hard [?], no teasing
Uh, uh, eh
