Letra de ​popstar - ‎OsamaSon

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This bitch know who I am, yeah, L-I-L O

Lil' O geeked off contraband

Double cross, we slime your mans

Five hundred, fill that cup again

I just fucked it up again

Spilled the lean, fucked up my pants

Brand-new coupe 'cause I recoup

Double cup still in my hand

Bitch, I'm ballin' like 24, 'cause the rock can't leave my hand

Got a rocket for your man

Rock the baby straight to bed

We got hella fuckin' lean, so they wanna kick it, yeah

Nigga, fuck a VIP, in that back door, you get hit

I got sticks on me, don't you end up in a ditch

Chrome Heart and Balenci', what I got, can't cop that shit

Pockets fatter than a bitch, got my racks, you throw a fit

Brr, brr, you already know what time it is

I can flex my brand-new bitch

I can flex my brand-new kicks

Or I can flex this fast-ass whip

Double cup, I'm fat as shit

Oh, you said you got them sticks? Let's link up and do that shit

I got clothes that cost a brick, bitch, you not livin' like this

Damn, ran off on the plug like, "You gon' have to catch me, kid"

Hood rich, now they all love us 'cause we lit

Bitch tryin' to keep up, you can't keep up with this shit

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This bitch know who I am, yeah, L-I-L O

Lil' O geeked off contraband

Double cross, we slime your mans

Five hundred, fill that cup again

I just fucked it up again

Spilled the lean, fucked up my pants

Brand-new coupe 'cause I recoup

Double cup still in my hand

Bitch, I'm ballin' like 24, 'cause the rock can't leave my hand

Got a rocket for your man

Rock the baby straight to bed

We got hella fuckin' lean, so they wanna kick it, yeah

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