ASAP Mob - Told Ya (Feat. Bodega Bamz) | Текст песни

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• Told Ya (Feat. Bodega Bamz)

You fools don't know when I roll up on you I will have to spray ya
This goes out to the motherfuckers who die jealous playa hataz (x2)

[Verse 1: Bodega Bamz]
My bitch love, she love me
Gangsta Papi, from the East
And I got that coke for sale
Dirt cheap, talk to me
I'm thankful for my connect
Sidewalk exec, OG respect
Dead Prez rollie, cuban link hang on my neck
Lex coupe, 99, big trouble, 45
Shoot 'em, shoot 'em, shoot 'em, came here to remove 'em
Give me black and blue diamonds in my watch, how I bruise 'em - no kiddin'
Clear blue 'em, day after pill den lose 'em, I got one
I wanna pop tags for ten years straight, I'm gettin' there
You been afraid, I been prepared since I was ten years
Old, I'm a young god, that's word to OHLA
Told that bitch to suck my...
I thought I told her?

[Hook]
Huh, huh, huh?
I thought I told ya? (x4)

[Verse 2: ASAP Ant]
Riding real slow, getting this dough
Sippin' & tippin' & drinkin' real slow
Blowing out O's, gun on my side
Gun in my ride, gettin' that chrome
Hittin' & splittin' & crackin' your dome
Niggas be sick, pulling they bitch
Having their hoes, suck on my dick
Lord Infamous shit, shout out to Three 6
Switchin' my flow like I'm switchin' my hoes
(Pass the purp man
Don't try and talk smoke)
Niggas talk crazy we taking they dough
Big long .44 with the nose
Left em slump in the driver seat
Fuck the Benz, just a Grand Marquis
Loot in the backseat, menace to society
Trap in a house fuck cops can't find me
Over the stove, still mixing
Selling big weight, no pitchin
Cookin' sittin' flippin'
Ink for the trappin', trap for a million
Aim for the sky got no time for ceiling', nigga
(ASAP Ant in this mothafucka)

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