Letra de 2'CY - Kodak Black

Take a bump of this 2C, 2C

Take a bump of this 2C, then baby, let's go to Tootsie's

Take a bump of this 2C, then baby, let's go to Tootsie's, can't you see how powerful we are together, bae?

I just hope when you gone and your new home is a tombstone, hopefully them niggas you fuckin' with send a bouquet

You are cute in the face, but you ain't nothin' to cuff, everything I do a one of one, survivin' when we killin' each other and dyin'

And plus I'm too young to die sober, takin' flights, when I roll over, told her, "Baby girl, this shoulder's not for cryin'"

Our shooters on the ridge

Jewelry in the fridge

Baby, let me get a glitch

Ooh, glitches make me itch

Now I'm glitchin' and itchin'

Uh, glitchin' and itchin'

I'm stackin' and stickin'

It's 'bout five in the mornin'

I'm still slidin' and rollin'

I'm still slidin' and rollin'

You still slidin' and rollin'

You can get as high as you want

You can die if you want

Better understand me clear

I'm not tryna take it there

It's a nightmare, very scary

Better protect your medicine

And lil' baby them came in Lears

Yeah, hopped in the Wraith and skrrt

Bet you ain't never seen a Maybach hearse

Every time we fuckin', say, "Bae that hurt"

Might still rock outdated gear

Man, these bitches ain't a thing

They don't understand me clear

They don't understand me clear

They don't understand me clear

Hey, there go the register

You better put your safety first

Panties, linens, gators, furs

Codeine stickin' like maple syrup

Both my daughters got baby Birks

I wake up, get faded first

Say my prayer, then take a Perc'

Hey, there go the register

You better put your safety first

Swing this bitch like Katy Perry

Panties, linens, and gators, furs

Codeine sticking like maple syrup

Hey, there go the register

Ooh lil' baby them came in Lears

Mmm, hopped in the Wraith and skrrt

Say, take a hit of this 2C, then baby, let's go to Tootsie's 'til the mornin' sun

Let's get faded baby, Boosie, these niggas really coochie, let me show you somethin'

Ooh, Mulsanne baby blue

Swing that stick like Baby Ruth

That's my Australian boo

Jump on that dick like kangaroo

None of you niggas can beat me, I know it

Talk it, I walk it, you count it, I show it

I don't understand you, boo

I'm not understandable

I'm gon' make my Uzi clap

Swervin' the 'vert, doin' two and a half

I ain't gon' lie, that coochie bap

Fuck lil' bitch in the booby trap

Hit him one time, then dude collapse

I don't be tryna be rude, but facts

Why you on the Internet doing that?

I done got all your shooters smacked

She ain't tryna let me hit too quick

I don't understand this bitch

They don't wanna accept I'm rich

They can't understand this shit

She ain't tryna let me hit too quick, think that mean that she a keeper

Bitch, I don't get that pussy tonight, bitch, I don't want it tomorrow either

Take a bump of this 2C, then baby, let's go to Tootsie's, can't you see how powerful we are together, bae?

I just hope when you gone and your new home is a tombstone, hopefully them niggas you fuckin' with send a bouquet

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