bnf rozzy rosè – 48227 lyrics
[verse]
banging in yo speakers you’ll f-ck around and crash , dk ran off with 150 so we on his -ss , p-ssy wet as h-ll had i splish and splash , unc said he want perks and another slab
getting to trapping – cause they want me in the streets , b-tch tags expired – she need a new lease , wanna hear really go ape you send me new beats , glock treat him like a wrestler took him off his feet
time running out fast this ain’t no chill or cuddle, freak looking for the e pills b-tch i got a couple , beat him like a bad kid say he got in trouble, btc betta check f-cking the stats i got a triple double
feeling like the sun i’m giving radiation , struck a nerve with my chop take his soul with dedication, 4 grams in the wood n i’m finna face it , when u gone off the green boy i know you faded
hit the fiends with that work they get to dancing and they jittin, i was over there fenkell when then pieces got to hittin ,she coughing on d-ck got her slobbin and she spittin , rouger pulling hollow tips it’ll leave a n-gga missing
treat em like a playground we finna slip and slide , when i showed up to the block they say you ran and hide ,when the fiends taste the flavor watch come alive , said he need 80 for a bow i gave him 35
choppa stiff a n-gga up turn him into a mannequin, if she throw the p-ssy up you ima damage it , walking around the with the 40 and banana clips , n-gga running off with the work we finna handle it
choppa fold a n-gga like we doing origami , n-gga speaking on the gang when we slide it’s homi
got my music to blowing up can’t n0body even stop me , bad -ss lil kid ask me why u hit my mommy
stepping on the blues so they think a n-gga crippin , 1 shot to the brain finna leave this n-gga missing , when i’m gone off the lean and i sip b-tch i’m leaning , b-tch mouth open wide like she finna get to cheesing
n-ggas worried about the blues i just want the comas , dawg put the gun down cause he ain’t want no drama , smacked boy in the head now he stuck with trauma, plug ain’t the crib so i’m gettin it from his mama
coming in fixing sh-t i call my n-gga bob , i was chillin blowing woods with my lil n-gga rob , told me to get out the streets mama told me to get a job , i’m getting back to trappin n-gga f-ck a 9-5
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