Текст песни Moneybagg Yo & Big Homiie G — Kut Like Dat
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- Исполнитель: Big Homiie G, Moneybagg Yo Moneybagg Yo, amp, Big Homiie G — Kut Like Dat
Moneybagg Yo & Big Homiie G — Kut Like Dat текст песни
Styrofoam cup to da dome
Styrofoam cup to da head
I’m full of these meds
Trunk inna front not da back
Seats came black
But I had redid it red
Get a bitch I don’t go on no date with her
Love her action so I fornicate with her
Yeah they say they real
But I show em realer
All this ice I can’t do nothin but shake shiver
Okay I got this sauce and season Old Bay
Too many racks amiris can’t take
Every other day da money inflate
In here with seven bitches four tre
All white lambo truck Colgate
Everything I do I kill it closed case
She say she need a quarantine bae
Sent her a flight to meet a one way
Hop out da aston then hopped in the wraith
I got bored with da wraith and den gave it away
100 racks fo the brand new corvette
It take off like a jet boy you don’t wanna race
Fuck what you talking bout
Fuck what you say
Let’s go to war I got paper to play
Break out da racks she gone bite on the bait
Eat up da drip
Swallow da taste
I go cray cray with dem bandaids
Bitch I’m cut like that
All white lambo like marshmallow she got one to match
I put my bitches on bitches cause I’m cut like that
I put my niggas on bidness cause I’m cut like that
I go cray cray with dem bandaids
Bitch I’m cut like that
All white lambo like marshmallow she got one to match
I put my bitches on bitches cause I’m cut like that
I put my niggas on bidness cause I’m cut like that
Bloodshed he dead
Flee da scene
Yellow tape code red
That’s how we ride when we shlide
Put em on da news yea each time
She want me to give her free time
So I gave that bitch the peace sign
I cannot vibe with you no
I cannot vibe with you
Juice all in my cup I done snuck
And poured me a line or two
Big bread gang chain on my chest
That bitch blinding you
All the opps dyin all the time man
We ain’t got none but a few
I go buy that bitch a pair of heels
And tell her go do what she do
I used to hit school for da hoes
Then I leave the school sell a boe
They say they coming out the south with it
I told her meet me at the Citgo
I got this glock on me gem four
Go on play killer like I ain’t gonna blow
Push the shit to the dashboard (boom)
Styrofoam cup to da head
I’m full of these meds
Trunk inna front not da back
Seats came black
But I had redid it red
Get a bitch I don’t go on no date with her
Love her action so I fornicate with her
Yeah they say they real
But I show em realer
All this ice I can’t do nothin but shake shiver
Okay I got this sauce and season Old Bay
Too many racks amiris can’t take
Every other day da money inflate
In here with seven bitches four tre
All white lambo truck Colgate
Everything I do I kill it closed case
She say she need a quarantine bae
Sent her a flight to meet a one way
Hop out da aston then hopped in the wraith
I got bored with da wraith and den gave it away
100 racks fo the brand new corvette
It take off like a jet boy you don’t wanna race
Fuck what you talking bout
Fuck what you say
Let’s go to war I got paper to play
Break out da racks she gone bite on the bait
Eat up da drip
Swallow da taste
I go cray cray with dem bandaids
Bitch I’m cut like that
All white lambo like marshmallow she got one to match
I put my bitches on bitches cause I’m cut like that
I put my niggas on bidness cause I’m cut like that
I go cray cray with dem bandaids
Bitch I’m cut like that
All white lambo like marshmallow she got one to match
I put my bitches on bitches cause I’m cut like that
I put my niggas on bidness cause I’m cut like that
Bloodshed he dead
Flee da scene
Yellow tape code red
That’s how we ride when we shlide
Put em on da news yea each time
She want me to give her free time
So I gave that bitch the peace sign
I cannot vibe with you no
I cannot vibe with you
Juice all in my cup I done snuck
And poured me a line or two
Big bread gang chain on my chest
That bitch blinding you
All the opps dyin all the time man
We ain’t got none but a few
I go buy that bitch a pair of heels
And tell her go do what she do
I used to hit school for da hoes
Then I leave the school sell a boe
They say they coming out the south with it
I told her meet me at the Citgo
I got this glock on me gem four
Go on play killer like I ain’t gonna blow
Push the shit to the dashboard (boom)
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