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bodak red - platinum(fgm) lyrics

[chorus]
lil b-tch couldn’t get this d-ck if she wanted to
i got on red vans fgm these my bl–dy shoes
as far as drugs go we take them all ain’t got no time to choose
and these hoes know i cut b-tches off so don’t get comfortable
ion gotta work i make money moves
f-ck a nine to five i make money moves
if i see you and i don’t speak that means ion f-ck with you
imma boss and you a worker b-tch i make bl–dy moves

[verse 1]
rob a b-tch out the money in her backpack trynna full court press her where the tax at
her boyfriend run up get him clapped at he died over p-ssy now the n-gga getting laughed
and i got the gun on me never ask that say the wrong thing imma shoot it at ya snapback
b-tch i’m the professor trynna show you where your cl-ss at
why b-tches act like they know why b-tches actin like all of they p-ssies is gold
when most of these b-tches is hoes they acting like they sh-t don’t stink but i’m holding my nose
from that sh-t in their hair to they clothes them b-tches is tore to the floor so i give d-ck and go
so if imma f-ck imma f-ck on the low and once i f-ck ion wan f-ck you no more
got a ego i’m giving this money to evil while these b-tches poppin placebos
i’m chasing the b-notes i’m probably bumping that d4 while hoing these n-ggas like debo, debo
all of this sh-t is illegal get shot by a dot if you ever go run tell the people
ain’t none of n-ggas is equal to me or the gang compared to a shark you’re just seafood

[verse 2]
i’m living my life like i’m trapped in a movie
where is the drugs where is drugs then i flashed out and start shooting
b-tch ain’t no one shot don’t know if you no but i walk with a uzi
man i be waving that b-tch in the air holling who boutta shoot me who boutta shoot me
wait let me calm down for a second gotta smoke a lil weed gotta count a n-gga blessings
it finally paid off for them days i was stressing in the cage with no motherf-cking paper that was tests
that’s why a n-gga bleed when i’m repping ion need no protection and i lead with the weapon you gon need you a medic
and most you n-ggas fiend for the credit i guess imma have to lead with the debit b-tch
where the xannies at i need two of those where the perkies at give me a few more
imma boutta while out with these groupie hoes me vs them and i’m never ever losing hoe
b-tches in the corner they like what you boutta do with those
give them to homies you think i ain’t never lettin go
b-tch i’m from the eastside yea you better let em know
money over b-tches to the grave now i gotta go

- platinumfgm lyrics

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