Letra de Andy Roy - BLP KOSHER

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Ayyy, wa-wadddllltt

Ayyy, wa-wadddllltt

Ayyy, wa-wa-wadddllltt (ha, ha)

Ay, ah

Ay, ah

Ay, ay, ah

Wa-wa-wa-wadddllltt

I don't need no diamond test, bitch, take a gander

Huh, I'm bouta spaz, I ain't Glokk40 (Go)

Big chain on my neck, I was wearing lanyards

Money got me bricked up, but I am not horny (Sshh)

In the spot, with my cuz (with my cuz)

You can hit me for the drugs

On some skating shit, I'm coolin' with the plug

And these niggas double back, because they knowin' I'm the one

Fuckin' two hoes, yeah, we switch thots

Got the hoes looking at my wrist watch

Got these hoes fucking 'cause we get guap

Yeah, everybody knows that I get knots

Nigga talking brazy, I'mma send shots

Told her I was lazy, and she suckin' cock

Yeah I get them racks and I get high

Yeah I left the bitch 'cause the bitch lied

Straps in the whip finna black out

Heads spinning like a tail whip

I done made it out the mud, I don't care what you dealt with

And these niggas they be green, man these niggas Celtic

Walk up in the Saks like it's the gym and score a couple points

You was talking down my niggas coming for you and your boy

Nigga put that fucking gun down, that shit not a toy

And I'm on my grind like I'm Andy Roy

That boy a demon, Andy Roy

If I pop, I'm here to stay, like The Kid Laroi

Cookie monster, I got hollows, it was Chips Ahoy

Pull up on them first T, el toro, Jamie Foy

Surfing Laudy with Laroi, I was unemployed

I'm Bolton to that Wildcat, but I am not Troy

Aye, We cooking up, Jamie Oliver

Now I'm getting cheese, My money longer than Wallenberg

Fuck 12, but I put diamonds on my K-9's

Slang 9 bitch, love yours, you hate mine

Pop- Pop out with Luh Gary, this ain't skate line

.30 on me, I won't be the victim of a hate crime

Beat the freeway 'till my threads smooth

I like burning rubber, who's your lover

I don't wanna greeze, let me meet your mother (mother)

You think you the shit your bitch fucking Joe the plumber (plumber)

I'm skating like I'm getting younger, call me Neal Unger

My bitch so bad, I'll drink her bath water

Why the fuck you sipping happy dad, you got a thot daughter

You ain't rich, that condo elevator smell like dog water

Beat the road until I crack the asphalt, I need a Paul Walker

You put money on my head, you bet your bottom dollar (wadddllltt)

40 cals look like fucking Jalapeno Poppers (wadddllltt)

It cost a arm and a leg, I'm Joan Armatrading

She want a bubble 'till I pop, I'm carbonating on her (ey)

Why the hell you do that?

Had it on me the whole time, I won't get a new hat

They told me don't forget your roots, but I ain't have no stems (ay, ay)

I blew up off a two track

Red Bull gives you wings, live life with a balance, Manny Mania

I'm going nuts with that chop I bought a MAC in Dania

And my bitch look like a vamp', she from Transylvania

Jitterbug, turned to a whole damn cicada

Wadddllltt

I don't need no diamond test, bitch, take a gander

Huh, I'm bouta spaz, I ain't Glokk40 (Go)

Big chain on my neck, I was wearing lanyards

Money got me bricked up, but I am not horny (Sshh)

In the spot, with my cuz (with my cuz)

You can hit me for the drugs

On some skating shit, I'm coolin' with the plug

And these niggas double back, because they that I'm the one (I'm the one)

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