kishin - let it go lyrics
[intro]
got her a prada bag after i hit this hoe
got her+got her a prada bag after i hit this hoe
got her a prada bag after i hit this hoe
got her+got her a prada bag after i hit this hoe
[chorus]
(b+tch)
you can’t see my heater, had to tuck my nina
bad lil’ mamacita, i think she latina
windows tinted bimmer, can’t see us, john cena (uh+huh)
this hoe, she a eater
[verse]
had to to do this sh+t alone, had to give my all
i just had to send her home, then i never call
sippin’ good toseina but i don’t got no cough
i don’t got no opps no more, i done smoked them all
spread my money on the floor, watch this twentyball
we don’t shop at the mall no more, rodeo, b+tch we ball
i had to stack my money up, had to make that b+tch tall
no, this b+tch is not my hoe, she just giving top
unless we talking money hoe, i don’t wanna talk
no, you not my buddy, bro, hop off of my c+ck
laughing to the bank like ha
ha+ha+ha+ha+ha
[bridge]
i’ll just keep it a hunnid’ hoe, on ten toes
i’ll just keep it a hunnid’ hoe, i might ghost
money talk i’m fluent, i don’t mean to boast
try me and my toolie it might hit yo’ dome
got her a prada bag after i hit this hoe
all my hoes tan, they like j lo
i don’t got too many friends, but i got some foes
i’m not tryna make amends, i’mma let it go
[chorus]
(b+tch)
you can’t see my heater, had to tuck my nina
bad lil’ mamacita, i think she latina
windows tinted bimmer, can’t see us, john cena (uh+huh)
this hoe, she a eater
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