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black fortune & swaggyono - bumper to bumper كلمات أغنية

[intro: black fortune & chuckyy]
(swaggyono, what up, bro?)
skrrt
five (d_mn)
n_ggas know how the f_ck we comin’, man
free all the guys, and sh_t, free, free the guys, man (d_mn, phew)
they know that (phew)
(chasethemoney, chasethemoney)
yeah (yeah, i do)

[pre_chorus: black fortune]
ain’t have a pot to p_ss in, hop in the srt and get busy (gone)
i’m too optimistic, bounce out, cause me a car collision (boom, boom)
i got lots of b_tches, bad hoes suckin’ my d_ck in the kitchen (ugh)
if you think i won’t cut you off or twerkin’ on ig, b_tch, you trippin’ (b_tch)
n_gga, i seen the vision when them n_ggas ain’t even know i was psychic (d_mn)
i hop in the striker doin’ a hundred like i’m late for a recital (skrrt)
i’m the first n_gga that caught me an m with my right hand on the biblе (go)
n_ggas geekin’ to catch my vic’, let me get my k!ll, y’all too еntitled (ugh)

[chorus: black fortune]
d_mn (phew), me and lil’ bro bumper to bumper (gone)
i got a redbone b_tch from the jungles, hair longer than rapunzel’s (red, bad)
you had the money, the clothes, and the cars but lost it, should’ve been humble (yeah, telly)
yeah, i told the coach put me on the godd_mn bench if i ever fumble (go)
[verse 1: black fortune]
no j_o_b but i be workin’, my young n_ggas lay in the grass like a serpent (come here)
takin’ a stand like you want to get purgin’, you gon’ be dead by the end of the verdict (grrt, grrt)
face shot gang, leave his brains on the surface, i’m outside spinnin’ they block like a gerbil (tuh)
i’m in the spot kicked up like urkel, i won’t stop boppin’ ’til them n_ggas purple (aw, ugh)
i’m at the circle k, sellin’ gelato, come get a p of that— blrrrd (gas)
ar peezy under my shirt, i’m blowin’ that fire when i get the herbs (grrt, grrt)
i be outside chasin’ them n_ggas, if you get low, my work like i’m big worm (come here)
juggin’ that dog sh_t, n_gga that t_rd, b_tch, i’m a wolf persuadin’ the herd (aw, ugh)
he tried to sell me a gun, sh_t took, my lil’ b_tch bailed me out when i got booked (gone)
i can’t go on no drill with no rook’, 5_0 got behind me and got cooked (gone)
them young n_ggas see me clutchin’ that fire at the gas station, run away and got shook (b_tch)
n_gga owe me bread, i’ll cut off his foot, i be linin’ these young n_ggas up like nerf (ugh)

[pre_chorus: black fortune]
ain’t have a pot to p_ss in, hop in the srt and get busy (gone)
i’m too optimistic, bounce out, cause me a car collision (boom, boom)
i got lots of b_tches, bad hoes suckin’ my d_ck in the kitchen (ugh)
if you think i won’t cut you off or twerkin’ on ig, b_tch, you trippin’ (b_tch)
n_gga, i seen the vision when them n_ggas ain’t even know i was psychic (d_mn)
i hop in the striker doin’ a hundred like i’m late for a recital (skrrt)
i’m the first n_gga that caught me an m with my right hand on the bible (go)
n_ggas geekin’ to catch my vic’, let me get my k!ll, y’all too entitled (ugh)

[chorus: black fortune]
(phew) me and lil’ bro bumper to bumper (gone)
i got a redbone b_tch from the jungles, hair longer than rapunzel’s (red, bad)
you had the money, the clothes, and the cars but lost it, should’ve been humble (yeah, telly)
yeah, i told the coach put me on the godd_mn bench if i ever fumble (ugh)
[verse 2: chuckyy & black fortune]
yeah, yeah, you should’ve been humble (yeah)
i done got rich, i’m not gon’ fumble (i’m not gon’ fumble)
we two deep, ridin’ four bl!cks in the jungle (uh)
fell out, kickin’ sh_t with the chopper like punts do
uh, lv skates, i don’t even skate
chrome heart, ricky, i don’t really rock no bape (no hardy)
10k, make that four times every day
got rich, they show love, that sh_t fake
trackhawk super quick, every time get away, do one fifty in like 0.8
on the road, i done f_cked so many hoes, i got six n_ggas hoes callin’ me bae (what the f_ck?)
phew, get out the state, next opp every time they get baked (grrt, grrt)
10 mill’ really open up a n_gga face
mo pot, super kit, don’t n0body want to race (and he can’t get away, ugh)

[pre_chorus: black fortune]
ain’t have a pot to p_ss in, hop in the srt and get busy (gone)
i’m too optimistic, bounce out, cause me a car collision (boom, boom)
i got lots of b_tches, bad hoes suckin’ my d_ck in the kitchen (ugh)
if you think i won’t cut you off or twerkin’ on ig, b_tch, you trippin’ (b_tch)
n_gga, i seen the vision when them n_ggas ain’t even know i was psychic (d_mn)
i hop in the striker doin’ a hundred like i’m late for a recital (skrrt)
i’m the first n_gga that caught me an m with my right hand on the bible (go)
n_ggas geekin’ to catch my vic’, let me get my k!ll, y’all too entitled (ugh)

- black fortune swaggyono

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