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40chriis - top 2 not 2 كلمات أغنية

(hombre made the beat, d_mn it)

b_tch, my money tall as scottie pippen, we ball like chicago
b_tch, my brother from the country, he might slide on silverado
told my jeweler i want 30 pointers, i don’t want dorado
treat this little b_tch like a fan, she won’t get a follow

b_tch, it’s self_defense, so i fill your ass up with hollows
got a spanish plug from cancun, his name pablo
link up with this b_tch at 3 am, she know how to swallow

b_tch buggin’ me at 3 am, she better be bad as f_ck
i won’t call this b_tch back, but i don’t give a f_ck
catch his ass at the corner store, boy, you outta luck
ain’t n0body listen to your tape, bro, keep it a buck
got your b_tch here at 3 am, swallowin’ nuts

b_tch, i’m top 2, not 2, chеck the leaderboard
throw thе hoodie on carmelo anthony, i’m finna score
lil’ bro, you really don’t know sh_t, you ain’t never sure
how the f_ck you got chrome jeans, but you sleep on the floor
only threesomes from here on out, one girl gets me bored
punchin’ in the stu’, three hours, my wrist get sore
thinkin’ back to the time when i slept on the floor
heard a knock up front, lil’ bro, don’t open the door
12_hour shift on my d_ck, this lil’ b_tch like a chore
i don’t got ricks right now, it’s crocs on the floor
standin’ on my money, b_tch, my height as tall as ceiling fan
thinkin’ back to the time when i ain’t even had a band
now i’m feelin’ like deftones, i got h_lla fans
think that you could do what i do, lil’ bro, do it then
chillin’ in the spot, this b_tch get deeper than a motherf_cker
if this b_tch get p_ssed off, i’ma call another
b_tch, i ain’t scared of your motherf_ckin’ brother
he probably a fan of me, d_mn, i got another

head coach of the state team, man, i gotta sub her
my b_tch got only fans, but i never ever subbed her
b_tch, i’m not joe mixon, i ain’t never gonna shove her
ballin’ next to cleveland, feel like iman shumpert
ding, ding, ding, one second and i hit buzzer
b_tch, i’m finna blitz in the field, i don’t know the cover

b_tch, i went to chipotle and i got some chicken
b_tch, i went to chase bank and got more chicken
all this sh_t off the dome, now i don’t got writtens
everything comin’ out my mouth, boy, that’s nonfiction
let me hear it, that my b_tch cheated and the wh0re’s finished
feel like popeye, i get green, yeah, no spinach
why you got green in your cup? that’s expensive naps

i could drop ten bands in the mall, i’ll make it back
listened to your track last night, i ain’t heard a fact
oh, you dropped your new tape? sorry, i ain’t heard of that
best at this sh_t around here, you know that’s a fact
i don’t do sh_t, but kick it up the crib like chan jack
b_tch, i mean jackie chan
sittin’ at the crib, broke as h_ll, you can’t stack a band
why you post your tour on ig, you ain’t got no fans
why you cryin’ bout a b_tch, bro? you’s a f_ckin’ ham

(b_tch, my money tall as scottie pippen, we ball like chicago)
(b_tch, my brother from the country, he might slide on silverado)
(told my jeweler i want 30 pointers, i don’t want dorado)
(treat this little b_tch like a fan, she won’t get a follow)

- 40chriis

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