aluca - prima lyrics
[verse]
yeah, yeah, you ain’t ever seen this many racks like this
big pockets, stuffing, stuffing hundred racks
i just might f_ck your b_tch before i go pour mud up
i ain’t sick, i just feel like sh_t, told that boy to back up off my b_tch
i pull up with that switch, dumb racks in my jeans
copping that green, i share with my team, b_tch
little ho, gnat, she dumb, i’m counting up bags, got cuts on my thumb
couple of these hoes in my dreads, look at my bad b_tch, want to be dead
hop out that ho, my wrist like flood, draco big strong, man, like judd
can’t have my bag, little b_tch, like what? send that lo, i get to dumping
i got glocks, like little bro bugging, got that lean, got lean at the function
i got percs, yeah, i got lean, i got xans, what do you need?
i cop weed that’s from my prima, she said i got bags for ti
hop out that four door looking like a l!ck
had to lace that boy with fent, i’m off xans, i’ll f_ck your b_tch
i’ma shoot it till it cl!ck, cl!ck, yeah, these backwoods make me sick
give a f_ck, i’m f_cking rich, i might pull up, hop out on a b_tch
i might pull up, hop out on your kids, b_tch
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