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bfg straap & jetsonmade – parlay كلمات اغاني

[intro]
lets go
aye
gotta middle
no cap
go straight in
aye
oh lord, jetsonmade another one

[chorus]
aye, on my way back from la, was nervous cuz i left uh
hundred (bowls?) in uh b_tch truck, with the (vellay?)
kick the b_tch up out my (?), look like im in ballet
if the feds at the spot, we run out the back way
we gon’ push out with sticks and i’ll blam n_gga that way
f_ck the school n_gga, yhea i used to sell weed on the highway
n_gga gon’ die if a shot come my way
n_ggas ain’t hittin’ sh_t must be aimin’ at parlay

[verse 1]
through with yo b_tch, makin’ sh_t like kong fu
n_gga play, all you gon’ see is red lights (gotta move)
n_gga’s career life like 50 did (?)
ain’t n0body got pounds, but i do
go talk boutta b_tch boutta n_gga that is not coo’
like straap why you stay wit a strap?
cuz i got too!
headshot uh n_gga if he make one false move
got sticks in this b_tch, say what n_gga?
rob who?!
hit the trap house pack nd’ i beat it out
imma whip out with (?) when i leave it out
hey, took that b_tch back to the house ain’t no eatin’ out
say twelve, we don’t stop for the cops and we speedin’ out
twenty cashed up, in my denims my skin is too tight it looks like i can’t fit em
we drop uh bag on the op and they get him, straap (?) big boss, not uh man in the middle
i don’t play with cocaine got pleased with mamajuana, won’t go back and forth imma boss you a renter
no don’t fight this stick he like adrian burner
ain’t no strafin’ up boy like a pakistan (?)
bad b_tches love my persona, bust that b_tch, gave that b_tch back, i don’t want her
droppin’ hit back to back, gon’ be rich by the summer
chasin’ the bag in broad day, i done ordered uh hunter
[chorus]
aye, on my way back from la, was nervous cuz i left uh
hundred (bowls?) in uh b_tch truck, with the (vellay?)
kick the b_tch up out my (?), look like im in ballet
if the feds at the spot, we run out the back way
we gon’ push out with sticks and i’ll blam n_gga that way
f_ck the school n_gga, yhea i used to sell weed on the highway
n_gga gon’ die if a shot come my way
n_ggas ain’t hittin’ sh_t must be aimin’ at parlay

[verse 2]
hard on my brother, by b_tch (?)
which one?
so many times i woke up, can’t pick one
ran that sh_t up, fat pockets like big (?)
send uh load, then make yo hoe go and get guns
n_ggas don’t be on sh_t, boy they actin’ like sitcoms
scammin’ im tryin’ to go buy me some big coin
nd’ uh n_gga keep goin’ i call that that (?)
(?)

- bfg straap jetsonmade

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