new charlotte - chance dinero lyrics
all of my n-ggas some murderers
brixksquad
b-tch ik that you heard of us
we take dat pack
yea we need dat bread
f-ck all that talkin
ian scared to go fed
brixksquad
b-tch u better respect it
diss onna gang
i swear sh-t will get hextic
b-tch play wit my brothas
yea sh-t will get reckless
f-ck u and yo gang
you know that i said it
if u want smoke
uk dat we step
flag on my right
and my gun on my left
my gun it hold 30
i named that b-tch steph
uk dat we ballin
but we dont got refs
dis onna gang
if u really wanna
if i see yo b-tch
uk dat im on her
if u dont pay for her
uk she a goner
she just suck the gang
cause nun of us want her
yall n-ggas be b-tches
yall b-tches be hoes
yea im inna zone
wit da brixks and da 4s
i bang wit brown mob
and fw gso
cdf them my brothas
ik they won’t fold
i be wot real steppas
yall n-ggas real scarey
i got them birds
i think my name larry
im neva lackin
so i never worry
my gun name is stephen
his last name is curry
i swear im gon hit
yall n-ggas gone miss
im just talkin sh-t
i swear this ain’t no diss
my belt is designer
my ring yea it gliss
these cartier gl-sses
b-tch look at my wrist
im feelin this beat
b-tch look at my feet
i only rock forces
if it ain’t designer
i fw some jordans
they gotta be heat
im smokin on gas
uk dat i chief
pullup to yo block
u know ima spray
and im not leavin
till all of yall lay
yall ridin dat gang
i think dat yall g-y
i know that we poppin
but hop off our wave
we smokin on rapper
it come in a mail
it come in a package
so it never smell
if sh-t go unplanned
uk ima bail
b-tch u will get k!lled
if u ever tell
–
b-tch
uk what tf poppin
uk what its hittin on
all 2018
they just freed my brother boxer
welcom home my n-gga
now all i need is jarred home
rip jessie
–
my n-ggas on go
my n-ggas they toat
if we need sum bread
we gon stick up a store
i fw lil ears yea he from the roe
yea him and quron got that young nigha flow
they needa free jarred
he in every song
b-tch yea das my bro
we just got off the phone
2019 yea he comin home
im 10 toes behind him
if he right or wrong
my n-gga gone step
he gone say its up
im sippin on purple
b-tch look at my cup
i swear im a dog
yall n-ggas my pups
yall boys try to press me
im just like w-ssup
you can’t press a n-gga das
wit all the drama
strapped up like the navy
i feel like osama
i got the power
i feel like obama
im bickin back boolin
im just countin commas
i dont fw foe
i fw the 4z
yea dem the real 4z
they won’t break da code
i feel like gucci
in gettin da load
shoutout to lil sosa
my bro never told
shoutout lil johnny
you know we was thuggin
posted on crowell
uk we was hustlin
we hop out n fye
uk dat we bussin
f-ck all that talkin
ain’t got time for fussin
ill rob you for fun
ill take all yo funds
i swear ill get u
i dont need a gun
ima og
yall n-ggas my sons
yea im off the beat
i already won
b-tch
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