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ddg - bottega sweater lyrics

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[intro]
kid hazel, you k!lled this one
yeah

[chorus]
double rr’s tinted all white
if n+ggas wanna beef, it’s on sight
pull up to your city, no fright
n+ggas all barkin’, no bite
i’on’t know a b+tch i can’t pipe
i be out thuggin’ late night
mansion, decorated off white (okay)
richard mille plain, no bling
bad b+tch leave her on seen
money comin’ in, routine
bottega sweater, all green
feelin’, like i’m really on top
fifty k a feature, go cop
how you drop a tape, with no flops?
chargin’ for the feature, no swaps (f+ck)
[verse]
huh, trustin’ n0body, n+ggas fake
what the f+ck you bringin’ to the plate? if you know, i already ate
n+ggas had it, get it out the trench’
ball hard, never on the bench
one hit, i ain’t seen him since
pockets hurt, i can see the dent
for run down, go repent
just in case a n+gga gettin’ hit (buh)
real life, n+gga, not a skit
hangin’ with the bloods ans the crips
i can go sell the richard mille
put a down payment in the hills
n+ggas catchin’ on us, gettin’ real
i ain’t gotta stress about a bill
poppin’ up, i get the racks and i lock it up (i gotta lock it up)
need security, i think that i’m gettin’ too popular (gettin’ too popular)
ain’t no fuming’, i know that ain’t n0body stoppin’ us (n0body stoppin’ us)
hmm, the racks in safe and i lock it up (lock up)
put racks in the safe and i lock
got a pistol, it’s tucked in the crotch (crotch)
n+gga, give me the sh+t that you got (three)
not a secret, they know i’m the sh+t (sh+t)
put the vvs ice on my b+tch (b+tch)
got a muhf+ckin’ house on my wrist (splash)
i can’t walk out the house in a bl!ck (no cap)
[chorus]
double rr’s tinted all white
if n+ggas wanna beef, it’s on sight
pull up to your city, no fright
n+ggas all barkin’, no bite
i’on’t know a b+tch i can’t pipe
i be out thuggin’ late night
mansion, decorated off white (okay)
richard mille plain, no bling
bad b+tch leave her on seen
money comin’ in, routine
bottega sweater, all green
feelin’, like i’m really on top
fifty k a feature, go cop
how you drop a tape, with no flops?
chargin’ for the feature, no swaps (f+ck)



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