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Aaron Rose x Joey Bada$$ & Chuck Strangers - FTW

Posted by RAP OU CRĒVE
01 SEP 2019, 18:43
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LYRICS

Chorus 
Where should I begin? 
I came here to win 
Again and again 
Ain't nothin' risked 
Me and my friends?makin'?these M's 
Pull up?in a Benz, huh, killin' ya,?killin' ya 
Bitch, I'm lit, can't tell me "Stop" 
All these haters try to knock 
Got that Yola and Reebok 
Kicked through the door, I bust the lock 
Nigga, legend like Detox 
This that Linkin Park, we rock 
We 'bout to spark, never stop 
Westbrook nigga, feel these shots, yeah

 

Verse 1 
Ooh, bitch I might shoot 
Straight out the roof 
My team we breakin' the rules 
Uh, I put the work like I clock in 
Your bitch on my line, if I [?] 
That bitch all on me like velcro 
Flex when I stunt like a elbow 
Back to back, I flow like headerback 
They love the hate, see it all through the telescope 
I can't relate 
Mind in my waist 
I know that money is time 
My niggas suit up like it's prime 
Get the bag only, that is the prime 
Objective, bitch, respected 
Stay one hundred like on a Big Dipper 
Object, see consequences 
Bury bone in your bitch, I might hit her, ooh

 

Chorus
Where should I begin?
I came here to win
Again and again
Ain't nothin' risked
Me and my friends makin' these M's
Pull up in a Benz, huh, killin' ya, killin' ya
Bitch, I'm lit, can't tell me "Stop"
All these haters try to knock
Got that Yola and Reebok
Kicked through the door, I bust the lock
Nigga, legend like Detox
This that Linkin Park, we rock
We 'bout to spark, never stop
Westbrook nigga, feel these shots, yeah

 

Verse 2
I made a mil at 21
Then doubled up at 22
My niggas got plenty guns
If I point them out, they gon' shoot (Uh)
Doin' donuts in the coupe
Youngest nigga on the loose
I deserve it, I do
Did 10,000 in the stu (Facts)
Ain't talkin' bands, I'm talkin' hours
'Cause I need the money and the power
The respect levels on the dials
Yeah, sit 'em down, stick a crown on
Fuck being humble, let your nuts hang
I'm ready to run, my nigga, come bang
Middle fingers out the Mustang
I'm ridin' round like I'm Bruce Wayne
Hundred racks in my safe
*Beep* by my waist
Try to run in my place
Catch shots in the face
And I bet I beat the case
I can show you real gang stuff
This shit rockin', no chase up
Couple mil in my base yeah

 

Chorus
Where should I begin?
I came here to win
Again and again
Ain't nothin' risked
Me and my friends makin' these M's
Pull up in a Benz, huh, killin' ya, killin' ya

 

Refrain
Where should I begin?
I came here to win
Again and again
Ain't nothin' risked
Me and my friends makin' these M's
Pull up in a Benz, huh, killin' ya, killin' ya

 

Verse 3
Killin' em, nigga, I'm killin' 'em
Since keepin' been blowin' with Gilligan, I was killin' em
Straight Kendall [?]
And here it begins, countin' my wins, a thousand and ten of 'em
Niggas is mice, I'ma make men of 'em
Niggas is nice, word to your woman friend
I'm tryna get it in, you know how it go
I put her on to my bro's
You a [?] for hoes
But these highs weigh out the lows
So I'm smokin' all alone
In my zone
I swear I be killin' 'em
Buffalo Billin' 'em just like a coach
Lean off the Addy just like I'm supposed to
Young nigga just doin' the most
Most, most, most, most, most, most, most, most


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