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LUHDUKE
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COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
LUHDUKE
LUHDUKE
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Letra

Hmm
Uh
Hmm
This that lockdown flow, okay
Don't fuck with no fad money, not hurt them, 5L **** gay
We pop out, don't leave no witness
I fuck around, tripped out with the Drac'
Free the game, man, we the gang
They see the doctor, come tell his face, now I'm with Ye
Hot **** keep telling like they spent about 58, no, we don't play it
L'Rell gon' hop out with them switchy with that Wesson
You can catch me on that west side of the city
Forza County, I stood on business, had that Glock on me and Lenny
I was sitting inside my cell, 23 and one, tryna see who with me
With Lil' Maya, right or wrong, gon' bop that watch, this shit got wicked
He say he came through that wall, had Draco leave that pussy missing
And Tarkatsuki, he my witness, gon' ask him, did I stand no Benny?
Don't fuck with no fire ****, but I still got love for Lil' Wicked
On the south side, late night thuggin', win no park off for the glizzy
Heard that song about that black truck, smoke on bro, he gotta get it
And Lil Willie is a ho, he went PCD, **** bitches, what?
Frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt, this that lockdown flow, okay
Don't fuck with no fab money, not hurt them, 5L **** gay
We pop out, don't leave no witness
I fuck 'round, tripped out with a Drac'
Free the game, man, we the gang
They see the doctor, come tell his face, now I'm with Ye
They keep talking like they spendin' about 58, no, we don't play
L'Rell gon' hop out with that switchy, with the Wesson
You can catch me on that west side of the city
Forza County, I stood on business, had that Glock on me and Lenny, frrt
Hey Long Island
Everything bro
Hello Blake, come on
Frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt, come on Lil Blake
Slatt
He 550, I tell her rotten and eat him, he a plate
Lil' bro said that he got whip, go through Jack City with they Drac'
On fire K, you fire wet, hold on, five shots to the face
Pop that sweat, I kept Lil Dico, I can fuck with Cap'n, ****, this on fire
Won't catch me in no fish, bro, holla, die
I'm so ATL like honey hot sauce on my fry
I'm so SOH, free the church, free all the guys
Free the Mize and free the opps so they can die
****, this on fire, ****
Free the press, only the step was OTS
Bounce out with four nicks, have another teardrop on my neck
I'm tired of smoking, I'm trying to see who next
My opps ain't never outside, fuck a tent, pop out, play cash
You hear that sweat, better get down
Call my sign on cloud, the Drac' by me, that bitch too loud
I clocked at all them by myself, asked him and Willie how I get down
Hopped I swing my door, I bet they drink or clear the crown
Did that lockdown flow, okay
Don't switch it down, fuck it, slide through with that Drac'
Ain't seen my favorite opp in a minute, where the fuck BK?
I see a opp, I drop her off, don't get no fucking bitch by day
This that lockdown flow, okay
Don't fuck with no fad money, not hurt them, 5L **** gay
We pop out, don't leave no witness
I fuck around, tripped out with the Drac'
Free the game, man, we the gang
I heard the doc come tell his face, blaow
Written by: LUHDUKE
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