Текст песни
Hey look man, hey look bruh. It's whatever shawty. It's whatever shawty. I told you I'm just tryna chill bruh, and You keep on goddamn eh, eh, eh, Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh. Uh. Oh. Yeah. Snipes. What? Yeah. If you close your eyes, you can see better. If I'm a disrespect you, I need three letters. Do it messy, girl I need headers. And when I score, it's for the team members. Keep it calm, I don't need tempers. This bitch salty, OD pepper. Shut your mouth 'cause talk is cheap. I don't say much 'cause my pocket's deep. Chocolate bitch like Angel Reese. Cup girl, I'ma take a piece. Which whip? 'Cause I got a fleet. Money Mitch, my wallet neat. Cake, cake, yeah I love that. Nah I wouldn't even put nothing above that. That nigga with a hug at it, and I'm Like, "Where the drugs at?" Stashed up for a perfect time. Shit's so good, I don't gotta rhyme. Ears closed, I ain't tryna hear. But it's heard you, we can take it there. Spoke some things right in the air. I'ma break her leg, no Kevin Ware. My card no sinners, I don't really care if You like me, no fucks spared. Beretta every day, chop it. I love running down on you like my favorite Opp bitch. Shorty on that eh, eh, Eh, eh, bitch stop it. Pay the full, this ice'll take your bitch and Make her hostage. Uh, you my sunny sunny. Oh you on that money money, make her moshpit, Moshpit yeah. Hoe you need to come and love Me with the rocket, uh, rocket yeah. Do it like a pro, I'm that prophet, Uh, prophet yeah. Hoe you need to love me, love me. Uh, come and love me, love me. In and out, quick trip, make plays, catch flights. Cartier range, wrist spaceship for the night. Damier date, Percy Mix right. Old hundreds boy I'm out of sight. Can't see me through the tints, what your bitch Like? Nick Anderson, I ball with the Ghost, I strip Mike. Uh, yeah. Hang him out the window, pay it, pay it Up. His strike. I don't fuck with niggas bitch Dogs. Bitches handing me a check, hit swipe. Hit it in the morning, fuck nights. Need a light 'cause I glowed up. Told them meet me at the top but they Ain't never showed up. I'm a lost boy but I slowed up. We came far, got a lot To go. And life ain't fair but I'm a Pharaoh. I don't fight with birds, I spare hoes. Throw designer on the ground like spare clothes. Hole on Smitty boy got a gun. God, universe and nature, I'm the chosen son. It makes sense, I'm the loaded one. I spray blessings, Holy Ghosting them. Beretta every day, chop it. I love running down on you like my favorite Opp bitch. Shorty on that eh, eh, Bitch stop it. Pay the full, this ice'll take Your bitch and make her hostage. Uh, you my sunny sunny. Oh you on that money money, make her moshpit, Moshpit yeah. Hoe you need to come and love Me with the rocket, uh, rocket yeah. Do it like a pro, I'm that prophet, Uh, prophet yeah. Hoe you need to love me, love me. Uh, come and love me, love me.
ThankYouSmitt — Baretta Everyday Chopper
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