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the interlude - afn peso lyrics

[intro]
poppin’ that sh*t and i’m droppin’ a b*tch, uh
yeah, yeah, yeah
uh, yeah

[verse]
i’m poppin’ that sh*t and i’m droppin’ a b*tch
carti’ the watch, see the rocks in the wrist
f*ckin’ this ho, she a slimy lil’ b*tch
the cameras are rollin’, the clock finna tick
ain’t even thuggin’, you been in the way
free all my n*ggas who locked in the cage
i’m flippin’ the bag, chasin’ money for sure
black on black benzes, good p*ssy galore
show her the view, then it’s bussin’ for sure, bussin’ for sure
drinkin this wock’ and it’s bussin’ for sure, bussin’ for sure
never had it like this (this), curbside it like that (that)
pull up, gettin’ that bag (bag), serve a n*gga over bae, yeah
player sh*t, been the illest n*gga, still g’d up when it’s business, uh
45 in the bookbag for them b*tch n*ggas in they feelings, uh (yeah)
how you feel when the money come be the same way for them b*tches, uh (yeah)
tryna turn this lil’ hustle sh*t to some lemonade from a lemon, uh
seen his b*tch ass get nailed, and i ain’t never felt no pain from that
shed tears on a moncler, couple cold nights, we was made for that
n*ggas posted on them stairs, ain’t n0body finna come save your ass
better get right or get left (get left), how many times do i gotta tell your ass, n*gga?
[outro]
goin’ the fast way, go to the club
they all comin’ out, they holiday

- afn peso lyrics

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