Vídeo de música

Vídeo de música

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Luis García
Luis García
Songwriter

Letra

I was young and I was broke and I was out in the streets
House to house always felt like ain't nobody loved me
Did my do's and did my wrongs, had my **** with me
And if they fuck with enemies I just can't fuck with them now
I ain't got no queen I'm by my lonely now
I'm a king thats fasho, you finna figure this out
I wanna build on up on guap
I want the money a lot
I wanna build on up on guap
I want the money alot
No face no case, fasho they won't know
I'm out, you out, let's get it on go
My stash your stash, who smokes the most
I love to smoke inhale the ghost's
No face no case, fasho they won't know
I'm out, you out, let's get it on go
My stash your stash, who smokes the most
I love to smoke inhale the ghost's
Ok I'm running in and out like it's a robery
You better give me all the cash or it's ya brain ya see
I'm tryna keep it at a level of perspective
I'm broke and I need cash cause jobs ain't working out for no shit
Bitch better get back in da car I'm tryna (Skrrt skrrt)
Shawty acting bad she really clueless
She don't know shit (Know shit)
Shawty looking good
Looking right like (Pokahontas)
She wanna play games like there ain't females who also want this (Want this)
I won't do no lips don't lean in there won't be no kissin (No kissin)
Shooting all deez shots and dunking post like Scotty Pippen (Scotty Pippen)
She be looking good, talking right, like Louis Griffin
She love the way that I vibe
She dig it
With me she know I'm gonn ride
She knows it
I ain't gotta tell her twice
She does it
She bluffing
I ain't gotta cuff her
No face no case, fasho they won't know
I'm out, you out, let's get it on go
My stash your stash, who smokes the most
I love to smoke inhale the ghosts
No face no case, fasho they won't know
I'm out, you out, let's get it on go
My stash your stash, who smokes the most
I love to smoke inhale the ghosts
Written by: Luis García
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