Letra de Dusa - FL Dusa

(Feat. Kevin Gates)

Just stay the fuck out of my way

That's all I say dawg

Nuts be hanging to the floor, you know I do my shit

Mini Draco Coop, this AR ain't got no kick

Shit’ll catch you on a stick, we tryna stretch you, we don't miss

Walk down, head shot it 'til we finish, that's a bitch

Satellite be bumping but I'm tryna go legit

Used to twist them onions in the kitchen with my wrist

Unlock the door but check the camera, junkies in and out this bitch

Got 'em fighting, throwin' fits, they just tryna get a fix

They already gone think I'm giving you them bricks, you heard me?

Fuck 'em

They already gon' think that I turned your light on

The other way you heard on me

They gon' be like ooh that bitch I ain't shinin'

Gates got 'em turned up on shook

Tan colored sweater, my H ain't cut with no fentanyl

Olive candid mizzi' you flinch and I blow your shit off

Big Dusa pull up on me, I drop em on him and he getting on

Backend readjustment, a hundred bricks imma send off

You ain't check your bumper

That tracker sensor ain't click off, I don't play hotels

Dick her down and drop your lil' bitch off

Losses come with this, this ain't for those who got a weak heart

New business stand on nation business, I just took the week off

I just fell back in the trenches with them birds for the low

They say, "Let's smoke then we gon' go", we bring them choppers to they door

I do my diddy with that fifty, ain't a question, I'ma blow

You see that demon in my eyes nigga, it's homocidc nigga

It's still murder, mind traumatised, we gon' sling that fire nigga

I'm all out the window with that chopper tryna slide nigga

They got blood on that money, bitch I still wanna creep and crawl

Bitch I been a dog, I set it off

New Queen Latifah

Death before dishonor yeah, baby court go grab 'em

Heaters, we get even with them bitches and they know we do

Still'll dress up like Beetlejuice until my ass get rid of you

Say lil daddy, leave me alone (dog)

One order, they’ll slaughter you

Nuts be hanging to the floor, you know I do my shit

Mini Draco Coop, this AR ain't got no kick

Shit’ll catch you on a stick, we tryna stretch you, we don't miss

Walk down, head shot it 'til we finish, thats a bitch

Satellite be bumping but I'm tryna go legit

Used to twist them onions in the kitchen with my wrist

Unlock the door but check the camera, junkies in and out this bitch

Got 'em fighting, throwin' fits, they just tryna get a fix

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