(Spacecoupe, talk me to Pluto)
E aí, mano?
I'm ridin' BP V inside favelas, I don't even got a stick (Bulletproof)
Two hundred thousand on the whip, I treat the whip just like my bitch (Two hundred thousand)
It's fifty rounds inside this mag, it got a switch, I let it rip
It's fifty rounds inside this mag, it got a switch, I let it brr (Fuletazo)
I done got my racks, came in that shit, came kinda slow
I feel like Jesus breakin' bread, we at the table splittin' dough
I slimed him out 'cause I was tryna see what he 'bout, but he ain't know that slime life (Slime, slatt, same thing)
Brodie seen that Draco boom, seen limelight, god
Pull up presidential, Rolex, bust down presidential
Shooters tuff and I'm a diamond in the ruff, see my potential
I can see it (I can see it)
I know that I am essential, confidential, in my mojo
Livin' out my Birkin bag like I'm hobo, god
Casablanca rocket, shooter backseat with a rocket (Casablanca rocket)
He just bangin' on the opps in broad day, he out of pocket (Broad day)
I done got myself inside middle of the war zone, not adopted
Die me for, we die for you, it's vice versa, we done locked it, uh (Oh my God)
We done made an oath, four of lean, we made a toast
Caught a nigga slippin' on the back block, turned him to a ghost (Turned him to a ghost)
Man, my shooter kinda throwed, tryna get him diagnosed (Oh my God)
The way he hoppin' out and bouncin' out, that nigga do the most (What the fuck?)
I'm ridin' BP V inside favelas, I don't even got a stick (Bulletproof)
Two hundred thousand on the whip, I treat the whip just like my bitch (Two hundred thousand)
It's fifty rounds inside this mag, it got a switch, I let it rip
It's fifty rounds inside this mag, it got a switch, I let it brr (Fulet fulet fuletazo)
I done got my racks, came in that shit, came kinda slow
I feel like Jesus breakin' bread, we at the table splittin' dough (Oh my God)
I slimed him out 'cause I was tryna see what he 'bout, but he ain't know that slime life (Slime, slatt)
Brodie seen that Draco boom, seen limelight, god (Slime, slatt, same thing)
God uh
E aí, mano?
I'm ridin' BP V inside favelas, I don't even got a stick (Bulletproof)
Two hundred thousand on the whip, I treat the whip just like my bitch (Two hundred thousand)
It's fifty rounds inside this mag, it got a switch, I let it rip
It's fifty rounds inside this mag, it got a switch, I let it brr (Fulet fulet fuletazo)
I done got my racks, came in that shit, came kinda slow
I feel like Jesus breakin' bread, we at the table splittin' dough
I slimed him out 'cause I was tryna see what he 'bout, but he ain't know that slime life (Slime, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
Brodie seen that Draco boom, seen limelight, god (Same thing)
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