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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tapri Grams
Tapri Grams
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
blake boochee
blake boochee
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Moe Gwalla
Moe Gwalla
Producer

Letra

Pop out, know I incite a riot Broke nigga, is your money on a diet You telling niggas get money, go try it I make it rain when I shine, I'm the climate Bad bitch taste good, can I bite it? You know you thick, when you can't even hide it Nasty hoes always wanna act the shyest I'm on gas in the air where the pilot Fuckin' up the algorithm, bitch, let's go diamond I'm gettin' low up in this bitch, no declinin I'm on go up in this bitch, where is Simon Bitch pulled her panties down like, Daddy, can you sign it We maneuver in this bitch, no Heimlich Lil' bitch shakin' ass, I'm behind it You don't bus move, I ain't takin' no advices I'm still fuckin, even knowin' that she trifling I'm makin' plays, baby, I be Jerry Ricin' I pop out on op, niggas, stream snipin Got no stripes in your hood while you strikin' Go get a bag, niggas, doin' all that typin Pop out, know I incite a riot Broke nigga, is your money on a diet You tell niggas get money, go try it I make it rain when I shine, I'm the climate I run it up, nigga, coupe fast as lightning I make that scene look good with no lightnin Chris Carter got me movin' like a vikin' You know the kay got it curved like a hyphen You fall in love with the same hoes I'm pipin' I'm too jiggy, baby, I don't think she like it I was juggin' in that whip before a license My hoes like hoes, they be dykin Broke mouth speak on my name, gingivitis When you meant for that top, can't fight it You couldn't been who I be if I write it Bitch, can you hear a nigga now not verizon Money good fly, bitch, out private Lil' baby suck dick good with no bitin Bitch hella thick, is she Asian or Hawaiian? You know I whoop a nigga feet like Ryan I Pop Glock, like Cam, call me Wyatt Bitch, you need a trick, trickin' money off like Biden You ain't never had no power, Teen Titan We been huntin' in this bitch where my Heisman I keep K's in the front like Bryant Yo' nigga still broke, is he still on a diet Pop out, know I incite a riot Broke nigga, is your money on a diet You tell a nigga get money, go try it I make it rain when I shine, I'm the climate
Writer(s): Blake Boochee Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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