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Mango Foo

Альбом: Red Clay
Длительность: 3:17
Год: 2022
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I get the bread a loaf
My neck is wet a boat
I hop on a jet go coast to coast
I know that they hate for sure
Dark tint my shades they Lok’s
New drip get paid to post
My bitch she bad I’m boasting
I’m getting rich my bag in motion
I get the bread a loaf
My neck is wet a boat
I hop on a jet go coast to coast
I know that they hate for sure
Dark tint my shades they Lok’s
New drip get paid to post
My bitch she bad I’m boasting
I’m getting rich my bag in motion

Run up the run up the cash
I’m moving too fast 200 my dash
Stand in the trap with the glass
I’m whippin my wrist and spinning like Taz
Stack up the racks I’m making them back
Cash come first these bitches come last
I been hustling since birth I know would have it
Get put in the put in the hurts for popping and cappin
You be the reason I get it cause even my haters they make me get money
I had to jug for a reason the heater I keep it cause these niggas moving too funny
I’m in the trap in the kitchen I need all my bread and my lettuce finesse off an onion
I held it down for a minute but I knew that one day that my time was already coming
New drip on me I look like I’m from London
I gotta get em’ this shit on my conscious
When the pack in the trunk jump like a bunny
These niggas hating can’t keep it 100
I had to switch up my paper route
Now I’m making plays the hood amazed
niggas was scheming I figured out
They think it’s over but I’m just waiting

I get the bread a loaf
My neck is wet a boat
I hop on a jet go coast to coast
I know that they hate for sure
Dark tint my shades they Lok’s
New drip get paid to post
My bitch she bad I’m boasting
I’m getting rich my bag in motion
I get the bread a loaf
My neck is wet a boat
I hop on a jet go coast to coast
I know that they hate for sure
Dark tint my shades they Lok’s
New drip get paid to post
My bitch she bad I’m boasting
I’m getting rich my bag in motion

Yeah nigga, Yeah nigga,Yeah
Shots fired we don’t go to twelve
My mouth wired no I won’t tell
He wearing a wire working with the feds
Saint Laurant denim on my legs
My rolly watch said that it’s time to get bread
I’m in the bed still counting deads
Presidents serving in and out residence
Killing these niggas I ain’t leaving no evidence
Popping these pills I’m on medicine
New bad bitch she a melanin
Met a brand new plug told him mail em’ in
I’m all about nike, a check
I’m on a money run this is a marathon
I run it up I ain’t breaking no sweat
Brand new VV’s got her breaking her neck
I feel like I’m ET when I ride in the coop
I’m astronaut I got starts in my roof
I keep cashing out I be spending my loot
What you asking about if you know I’m the truth
I be splashing out I got drip and the juice
Get to spazzing out send some hitters at you
$1500 my knots when I’m tying my shoes
Finna run the bag out and show you all of the proof

I get the bread a loaf
My neck is wet a boat
I hop on a jet go coast to coast
I know that they hate for sure
Dark tint my shades they Lok’s
New drip get paid to post
My bitch she bad I’m boasting
I’m getting rich my bag in motion
I get the bread a loaf
My neck is wet a boat
I hop on a jet go coast to coast
I know that they hate for sure
Dark tint my shades they Lok’s
New drip get paid to post
My bitch she bad I’m boasting
I’m getting rich my bag in motion