Suicideboys - Brooklyn | Текст песни

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[Verse 1: $lick $loth]

I just left a show in Brooklyn
Now I'm in the kitchen with the dope cooking
4 bitches calling on my cell
12 know I got intent to sell
Bucking and jumping with Smurf up in Memphis
Run up get done up got blood on my tennis
Don't need no talking don't finish your sentence
If I'm ever surrounded you know it's by bitches
Xan's and lean in the styrofoam
Don't mind me my mind is gone
Buncha bitches and plenty smoke
Hustle Family $uicide
Scope to your throat

[Verse 2: Ruby da Cherry]

Hot drop
Drop top
Top Drop
Hoes drop it like its hot
Yeah bitch I'm the shit
Wipe me down
Ruby da Cherry got 6 blunts, got 6 cuts, got 6 stunts
These hoes wouldn't talk to me before that but
Wipe me down
Chop sticks and a plate of rice
Got the block lit you ain't safe with ice
Stocking the slots
Wipe me down
Grey kicks
Grey T
Grey Hoodie
Grey rag tied around my face
Wipe me down
Smurf rolling up the blunt
Slick chilling in the cut
Me?
I'm just too fucked up ho

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