lirik lagu blevotus – rep with son’
[chorus]
spent a hundred k on my son, i bought my sister a jeep (what?)
can’t f~ck with these hood hoes no more, they don’t give a f~ck about me (what?)
all black 2~3, lebron with the heat (what? 23, 23)
i was just in miami in the rolls~royce geeked (what? yeah, rolls~royce, geeked)
lil’ tommy got an fn in the backseat (what? yeah, in the backseat)
red rag, red flag, b~tch, you better make peace (yeah)
i’m in this b~tch with my k!llers (yeah)
whole lotta motherf~ckin’ n~ggas (yeah)
we got them motherf~ckin’ choppers (yeah)
i pick you up, n~gga, i get you (yeah)
i said i don’t f~ck with these n~ggas (yeah)
we see ’em, we punchin’ them n~ggas (yeah)
we upping the score on these n~ggas (yeah)
go out the back door on that n~gga (yeah)
go out the back door on that n~gga (yeah)
go out the back door on that n~gga (yeah)
go out the back door on that n~gga (yeah)
go out the back door on that n~gga (yeah)
go back
you was still posted with my boy, yeah, my slatt (okay)
beno, he go crazy, you know that (what? what? yeah)
[verse]
whole lotta bands in this b~tch (what? yeah)
whole lotta cash in this b~tch (yeah)
hop on the motherf~ckin’ plane (yeah)
i just popped me a g6 (yeah)
you know that i love to stay high (yeah)
my shawty just said that she bi (yeah)
she carry that sh~t, she gon’ ride (yeah)
i f~cked her then told her she mine (yeah)
i’m really not with telling lies (yeah)
i really don’t hang around guys (yeah)
the streets treat me like a god (yeah)
my b~tch treat me like a god (yeah)
got a main and a side (yeah, side)
f~ck fame, i ride with the fire
blow out the brain in the ride (ugh)
blow out the brain in the ride (yeah)
i’m riding ’round town with a ratchet b~tch (ayy)
she say, “carti, you back on your ratchet sh~t” (ayy)
i rock diamonds, the patek from eliantte (what?)
show me something that carti not better than
if a n~gga keep talking, we running in (yeah)
get that n~gga kicked out like i’m punting it (yeah)
on the block rolling dice and i’m going in
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
[chorus]
spent a hundred k on my son, i bought my sister a jeep (what?)
can’t f~ck with these hood hoes no more, they don’t give a f~ck about me (what?)
all black 2~3, lebron with the heat (what? 23, 23)
i was just in miami in the rolls~royce geeked (what? yeah, rolls~royce, geeked)
lil’ tommy got an fn in the backseat (what? yeah, in the backseat)
red rag, red flag, b~tch, you better make peace (yeah)
i’m in this b~tch with my k!llers (yeah)
whole lotta motherf~ckin’ n~ggas (yeah)
we got them motherf~ckin’ choppers (yeah)
i pick you up, n~gga, i get you (yeah)
i said i don’t f~ck with these n~ggas (yeah)
we see ’em, we punchin’ them n~ggas (yeah)
we upping the score on these n~ggas (yeah)
go out the back door on that n~gga (yeah)
go out the back door on that n~gga (yeah)
go out the back door on that n~gga (yeah)
go out the back door on that n~gga (yeah)
go out the back door on that n~gga (yeah)
go back
you was still posted with my boy, yeah, my slatt (okay)
beno, he go crazy, you know that (what? what? yeah)
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