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Bunyan Monteiro
Bunyan Monteiro
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Yeah
Haha
Yeah yeah
When we pull up it be foreigns on foreigns I drive like I'm racin', I throw it in sport
They know I got haters on haters I ride with the stick and you know that bitch came wit' the torch
You know we be eatin', we been gettin' money
Try and take this shit from me then you get the fork
My bitch is an eater, love givin' me brain whenever I want so I call her a dork
Bitch I got bitches on bitches they say I'm a player, I'm single, I do what I want
They chasin' clout, I'm chasin' riches tryn' build me a business somewhere out the hood
I got the smoke, so I be wit' killers on killers, whenever I pop out I'm good
And I got some hitters, you would never throw with my hitters, bitch **** I'm wishin' you would
Life short can't stay inside
Still ride with the same guys
F1 we got fam ties
Glock boy since a damn child
Yeah
No it ain't been the same since my man died
Lost so many, gosh my heart been broke so many times
Still sippin' out the liter, uh
Still grippin' four fevers, uh
I'm still slidin' in the demon, uh
She still tell me ''She a keeper", uh
Free the guys, still screamin'
Still pullin' up, pourin' pressure on everything breathing
These **** pussy still catchin' them nascent
When we pull up it be foreigns on foreigns I drive like I'm racin', I throw it in sport
They know I got haters on haters I ride with the stick and you know that bitch came wit' the torch
You know we be eatin', we been gettin' money
Try and take this shit from me then you get the fork
My bitch is an eater, love givin' me brain whenever I want so I call her a dork
Bitch I got bitches on bitches they say I'm a player, I'm single, I do what I want
They chasin' clout, I'm chasin' riches tryn' build me a business somewhere out the hood
I got the smoke, so I be wit' killers on killers, whenever I pop out I'm good
And I got some hitters, you would never throw with my hitters, bitch **** I'm wishin' you would
Life short can't stay inside
Still ride with the same guys
F1 we got fam ties
Glock boy since a damn child
Yeah
No it ain't been the same since my man died
Lost so many, gosh my heart been broke so many times
Written by: Bunyan Monteiro
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