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@_legacii (90 ate) - t.latt lyrics

if drake come from the bottom
d*mn the bottom new
your old b*tch eat the d*ck up just like some food
name my newer b*tch 90
100 minus two
thick bad b*tch
blow the d
on my momma that mouth a nuke
you need me
hpmg
i climb to you
eye got her wetter when i roll up
now it’s time to boot
she say tom
p*ssycat on a plate
i do what jerry do
make sure my family straight
i had to catch me a play
stay out the way
traffic wit bay
in transit
we smoking jamaica
catch a opp lacking
send boy to his maker
i told my dawg don’t do no hoe sh*t
stay close to god through those prayers
this presidential
you smoking mayor
money over b*tches
i pray for the millions
money over b*tches
i pray for jania
you bad as legacii
i love your energy
you could never buy no jigga from me for $10 a piece
when i take that knee
i’m a marry you
i scheme on n*ggas who low*key opp sh*t
3 yops got me on to pluto
liq got me low*key nauseous
eyes can make your trap a rabbit
when your trap a sloth
if you really out here in these streets
you get geeked thinking bout the triple cross
if drake come from the bottom
d*mn the bottom new
your old b*tch eat the d*ck up just like some food
name my newer b*tch 90
100 minus two
thick bad b*tch
blow the d
on my momma that mouth a nuke
you need me
hpmg
i climb to you
eye got her wetter when i roll up
now it’s time to boot
she say tom
p*ssycat on a plate
i do what jerry do
make sure my family straight
i had to catch me a play
stay out the way
traffic wit bay
in transit
we smoking jamaica
catch a opp lacking
send boy to his maker
i told my dawg don’t do no hoe sh*t
stay close to god through those prayers
this presidential
you smoking mayor
money over b*tches
i pray for the millions
money over b*tches
i pray for jania
you bad as legacii
i love your energy
you could never buy no jigga from me for $10 a piece
when i take that knee
i’m a marry you
i scheme on n*ggas who low*key opp sh*t
3 yops got me on to pluto
liq got me low*key nauseous
eyes can make your trap a rabbit
when your trap a sloth
if you really out here in these streets
you get geeked thinking bout the triple cross
f*ck the opps
pick them off like germaine pratt do
opp b*tch
ate the d*ck up like some fast food
bay get checks too
all them tattoos
glad i bagged you

i like when you do that little dance right there
on god

- t latt lyrics

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