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summrs – calico from mehico [sped up] lyrics

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[intro]
(ayy, geo got them bands, huh?, double r)
yeah (bird business)

[verse]
geo, we got them bands, b+tch (geo, we got them bands)
i’m finna sl+t out a fan, b+tch (i’m finna sl+t out a fan)
you know i carry them racks, b+tch (you know i carry them)
i’m finna hit my lil’ dance (hit my lil’ dance)
you know i ain’t going for nothin’ (know i ain’t going for nothin’)
i just left the club with two friends (just left the club with two friends)
sosa, he sl+ttin’ her out (he sl+ttin’ her out)
lil’ jay, he ride with them glocks (know he ride with them)
try it, your ass’ll get knocked (bop+bop+bop+bop)
i got this sh+t out the box (out the box)
paid a car note for this wock’ (car note for this wock’)
say, p+ssy, come get you a slot (go get you a slot)
say, p+ssy, go get you a knot (go get you a knot)
why you think i got it? i don’t box
audemars piguet, i need it (f+ck it)
f+ck it, i’m fightin’ these demons (i’m fightin’ these demons)
f+ck it, i’m seein’ my demons (demons)
in my cup every night, see my demons (yeah, uh+huh)
in that bimmer, lil’ b+tch, we is beamin’ (beamin’)
she eatin’ all of my s+m+n (rrt)
f+ck your lil’ racks, i don’t need it (woo)
f+ck your lil’ feat’, you could keep it
i rather dress up my nina, she gon’ f+ck me soon as she see me
i’ll put you up, give me a reason (give me a reason)
full of that syrup, got me leanin’
on the top floor, clutchin’ the calico (clutchin’ the calico)
f+ck you, boy, i’ll let it go (let it go)
high as f+ck off of these medicals (uh+huh)
you is so broke, i’ma let you know (do it, yeah+yeah)
blowin’ up premium texaco (uh+huh)
locked in with some n+ggas from mexico (yeah)
give that lil’ p+ssy some fentanyl (mexico)
all of my n+ggas some bulldogs (bulldogs)
book bag off this football
that calico go through any walls (calico, calico)
cartier frames, i ain’t seeing y’all (calico, calico)
standin’ on business, i stand tall (calico, calico)
yeah, f+ck it, 5.56 at his nugget (f+ck it, 5.56 at his nugget)
f+ck it, up it, if he don’t hit my ass, he in trouble (hit my ass, he in trouble)
change the subject, f+ck it, all these drugs gettin’ smuggled
all these b+tches gettin’ hit, all these n+ggas gettin’ spinned (all these n+ggas get spinned)
the last n+gga supposed to get spinned, call sosa, see how it went (call sosa, see how it went)
i’m straight, but he got me bent, dumb n+gga died on fent’ (bent, dumb n+gga died on fent’)
lil’ n+gga tried to keep up, tryna keep a cup but can’t pay rent (can’t pay for rent)
this b+tch came over to vent, how the f+ck she end up hit? (yeah, how the f+ck she end up hit?)
n+gga can’t tell me sh+t, b+tch can’t tell me sh+t
lil’ b+tch, i’m rich, i keep a pole, i’m fishin’ (i’m rich, uh+huh)
n+gga can’t tell me sh+t, look at my wrist (can’t tell me sh+t)
look how that b+tch is drenched, look how much money i spent
living a sin, b+tch, i gotta repent, dior pants with no lint (dior pants with no lint)
look at that bad lil’ b+tch, like how her ass just sit (uh+huh, like how her ass just sit)
catch me in traffic, b+tch, i got that static, b+tch (bow+bow)
i got that ratchet, b+tch, i’m with a ratchet b+tch (bow+bow)
look at my fabrics, kid, you can’t afford this sh+t (bow)
i want a maybach truck sittin’ on forgi’s, b+tch (on forgi’s, b+tch)
[outro]
(uh+huh)
(double r, bird business)



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