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babyfxce e - madden bullets كلمات أغنية

[intro]
yeah
(i got sk!lliesmadeit on the 808s)
n_gga, uh
we just gon’ walk this b_tch down, we ain’t even gon’ think too hard on this one
(i got brizz on the beat, he go crazy)

[verse]
this mic i’m rappin’ on cost like eleven thousand
if you my main b_tch, i might call you my baby mama, huh
i be talkin’, though, don’t let that sh_t go to your head, huh
it’s a k!llswitch on the ‘cat, he thought that b_tch was dead
if it’s up, don’t be on that sneaky sh_t, bro, tell me how we playin’ it
i get on the phone with n_ggas ’cause i wanna hear just how you sayin’ it
i got a brick of blues, i can’t even double rubber band it
all these hoes be goin’ for real, bro, they be fakin’ fancy
we already did that four_door sh_t, it’s time to swap a chally
woke up in the ‘raq, then next day, took off straight to cali
don’t try to press me ’bout no b_tches, it’s gon’ make me madder
she in the front seat in my scat’, like, baby, you the baddest
i’m so high, if i blink, might go to sleep, huh
you might see them guys with that ski, they with me, that’s my brother ‘nem
i ain’t gon’ lie, it’s hard for me to admit when i be f_ckin’ up
doin’ donuts with the chop, screamin’ they can’t f_ck with us
i should go buy two tennis chains just to go play double dutch
he don’t even know to this day i was ridin’ ’round with my brother gun
huh, i love all my hoes, they all show me love
told a n_gga to flip some of these ‘bows, but he kept rollin’ up
i might get a bnb this week just because
bro keep glocky with the d_ck, i think he a stud, huh
i miss goin’ on the run, bro, that sh_t was fun
sn_tch off in a striker every time the boys come fl!ck us up
i don’t even know you n_ggas, so tell me how you lit as us
can’t even drink lean in the h_llcat ’cause i might spill a cup
we ain’t talk in a couple days, she say i’m changin’ on her
duh, b_tch, like what, i’m ‘posed to stay the same or somethin’?
money can’t change me, matter fact, bro, i been changin’ money
if you knew what the chain cost, you’d probably think i’m crazy or somethin’
i keep f_ckin’— uh, uh, wait
i keep f_ckin’ up, i—
i keep f_ckin’ up, this my third time tellin’ ’em start it back
stamped rappin’ ’bout strikers, we the ones that started that
i can’t f_ck with her ’cause she be tryna keep her heart attached
wearin’ the chrome heart in the summer, i almost caught a heart attack
these is not no madden bullets, these gon’ be a lil’ hard to catch
yes, i’m wearin’ a f_ckin’ belt, they saggin’ ’cause my pockets filled
i got a problem treatin’ my hoes like we locked for real
better put your whip in sport, we turn your sh_t to crocs for real
have lil’ bro pull up, put holes in it
i was just buyin’ arena tickets, now i’m doin’ shows in it
i ain’t gon’ lie, i’m kinda picky, i only f_ck with cold b_tches
we on your ass since you in my business, shouldn’t’ve stuck your nose in it
i got hoes too, baby, you ain’t gotta lie
i ain’t gonna force you to do some sh_t with me, you ain’t gotta slide, huh
she keep playin’ detective, once you catch me, you gon’ cry
just talked to my po, he said can’t miss another drop
i ain’t tryna hear that sh_t, i’m still out trippin’ with the yop
this b_tch got fifty miles, them n_ggas picked it off the lot
i made this money today, that’s why this sh_t up in a knot
walked in the mall with 5k ’cause i wasn’t really tryna spend a lot
[outro]
yeah, yeah
i wasn’t really tryna spend a lot
walked in the mall with 5k
walked inside the mall with 5k, ain’t tryna spend a lot
i don’t know why these hoes talkin’ crazy like i ain’t spin they block
like i ain’t hit they top
i ain’t hit they, yeah

- babyfxce e

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