marlo – set up shop lyrics
[chorus: marlo]
set up shop
n-gg- f-ck the cops, i got plenty guap
young roo act a d-mn fool with that d-mn tool
we the gang, n-gg- try the gang, n-gg- bust his brain
b-tches lame, n-gg-s droppin’ names, that’s a d-mn shame
b-tch wait, f-ck a mixtape, i got plenty cake
yeah i’m rich and i’m pushing weight, that’s why n-gg-s hate
bad b-tch, she done sucked me up for them brand new j’s
trap n-gg-, six phones, doin’ at least a brick a day
[verse 1: marlo]
slaughter gang, sn-tch your chain, dirty face, dirty k
hundred thou in put up, i got this from the cook up
sixty two to one-twenty-five, i doubled up
switchin’ lanes in the h-llcat, i done did that
flip packs, i got big racks, where your b-tch at?
n-gg-s broke, b-tches stressed out, i can’t help that
real n-gg-, i talk brick talk, bet they felt that
dope money turnt to rap money, watch how i flip that
[chorus: marlo]
set up shop
n-gg- f-ck the cops, i got plenty guap
young roo act a d-mn fool with that d-mn tool
we the gang, n-gg- try the gang, n-gg- bust his brain
b-tches lame, n-gg-s droppin’ names, that’s a d-mn shame
b-tch wait, f-ck a mixtape, i got plenty cake
yeah i’m rich and i’m pushing weight, that’s why n-gg-s hate
bad b-tch, she done sucked me up for them brand new j’s
trap n-gg-, six phones, doin’ at least a brick a day
[verse 2: lil baby]
young baby, goin’ straight crazy, worth like four-eighty
three eighty, i got two of those, keep ’em in my pocket
young n-gg- get a lot of money, all these b-tches jocking
p-ssy n-gg- say they wanna rob me, guess that’s why they watchin’
hold up, b-tch i’m froze up, b-tch you know us
them fours up, i be poured up, got me slowed up
shoebox, f-ck a shoebox, that ain’t big enough
big racks, i got big racks, where your b-tch at?
[chorus: marlo]
set up shop
n-gg- f-ck the cops, i got plenty guap
young roo act a d-mn fool with that d-mn tool
we the gang, n-gg- try the gang, n-gg- bust his brain
b-tches lame, n-gg-s droppin’ names, that’s a d-mn shame
b-tch wait, f-ck a mixtape, i got plenty cake
yeah i’m rich and i’m pushing weight, that’s why n-gg-s hate
bad b-tch, she done sucked me up for them brand new j’s
trap n-gg-, six phones, doin’ at least a brick a day
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