$ofaygo & pasto flocco - can't relate lyrics
missing adlibs
[intro]
d_mnxaa, that’s you [?]
[chorus: sofaygo]
d_mn, i got_
d_mn, d_mn, i got all these b_tches (yeah), give a f_ck ’bout these b_tches
everybody knows im trying to get riches
mama said “boy, pull up your britches”
mama, i can’t pull up these pants
they gon’ sag, because these bands
need a big bag to get in advance
had to hide the dope in my van
p_ssy boy, please tell me your plans
i ain’t even gotta chase no hoe, cause this lil money gon’ make her dance
man, i feel like lil’ [?], i’ma take your hoe when i hit my stance
you ain’t my slimes, lil n_gga, no no, you ain’t talking no money, we can’t be friends, no
[post_chorus: sofaygo]
how does it feel to be broke? used to relate, i can’t no more
this real sh_t, i put it on me, walk in the boy crib, put the bag on the floor
no, cannot relate to you, my gang cannot relate to your crew
kickin’ her out, man she getting the boot
play with the money, walk in with my tool
[verse: pasto flacco]
walk in the spot with the tool
what do y’all n_ggas wanna do?
see me an opp, i’m gon’ shoot
8_ball n_gga, i ain’t talking no pool
you a lame_ass n_gga, you a dumbass fool
i play with her heart, yeah dismantle
you know i get money, thats a fact
designer my shoes, spent a rack
and we bussin’ them bands in the sacks
old boyfriend, he gotta just relax
oh he in it, just let me break her back
i thought [?] calling back
here’s my number, i got a new chat
faygo to flacco, we making a move back, hey
[chorus: sofaygo]
d_mn, i got_
d_mn, d_mn, i got all these b_tches (yeah), give a f_ck ’bout these b_tches
everybody knows im trying to get riches
mama said “boy, pull up your britches”
mama, i can’t pull up these pants
they gon’ sag, because these bands
need a big bag to get in advance
had to hide the dope in my van
p_ssy boy, please tell me your plans
i ain’t even gotta chase no hoe, cause this lil money gon’ make her dance
man, i feel like lil’ [?], i’ma take your hoe when i hit my stance
you ain’t my slimes, lil n_gga, no no, you ain’t talking no money, we can’t be friends, no
[post_chorus: sofaygo]
how does it feel to be broke? used to relate, i can’t no more
this real sh_t, i put it on me, walk in the boy crib, put the bag on the floor
no, cannot relate to you, my gang cannot relate to your crew
kickin’ her out, man she getting the boot
play with the money, walk in with my tool
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