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lirik lagu 2bz – visa

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(intro)

wooooooooooooooahh

this sh~t got me dancing and sh~t

i don’t even dance

(verse 1)
my young n~ggas widlin
my 30s is thirsty you better move cautious
my diamonds they hd, no rap deal cause its f~ck you pay me
pint of lean got me lazy
i cannot f~ck you baby, my drip too amazing
all these hoes be chasing
(who?) , (me)
cause i got that young rich n~gga energy
if i leave a b~tch bet she remember me, i be toating sticks cause they envy me
pullup empty sh~t on my enemies, i really run it up this not make believe
b~tch gimmie face, no maybelline
i stretch a n~gga like a limosuine
(woah)
this that young n~gga wildin flow, you can cut the lights bet my diamonds glow
f~ck her once, then she gotta go
if i catch a opp then i gotta blow
hit em up we gon tag his toe, they know bundles down to roll
(hook)
bust down ap
call up haimov take it out the freezer
i drip in thome browne, it got 4 stripes this is not adidas
40 cook em up like fajitas, flatline em, then toss the nina
bullets melt him like pizza, i run up the racks off visa (x2)

(verse 2)
i ride around i be gettin it, hit a l!ck and i’m spending it
i be focused on dividends, my young 30s really with the sh~ts
catch a opp we gon split his sh~t, young icy we dont give a f~ck
gotta keep a fn tucked cause i know the oppers want me gone
ima demon i flex for no reason, the weapon i toate its keeping me breathing
cause a hating n~gga always watch how you eating
she gon suck it up, and she gon swallow my semon
i been going dum since i became a free man
imma run this money up till it reach the ceiling
i ain’t never really care bout a n~gga feelings, only really care bout my n~ggas winning
(feddy)
wash off the glass, paid twenty~six for a bag (louboutin)
i failed class but i’m more rich than your dad
pull up in a range, then i pull off in a jag
she deep throat it like a champ she don’t even gag

(hook)
bust down ap
call up haimov take it out the freezer
i drip in thome browne, it got 4 stripes this is not adidas
40 cook em up like fajitas, flatline em, then toss the nina
bullets melt him like pizza, i run up the racks off visa (x2)