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Calboy x G Herbo - Purpose

Posté par RAP OU CRĒVE
20 DéC 2019, 16:27
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Intro: Calboy 
I found my purpose 
Niggas know I'm in first place 
Niggas broke, can’t get no bread, that?boy?a bird brain 
Niggas?dissin' me, might catch him in?the worst way 
Kash, turn me up a little bit 

 

Verse 1: Calboy 
Niggas know I'm in first place 
Niggas broke, can’t get no bread, that boy a bird brain 
Niggas dissin' me, might catch him in the worst way 
And my shawty gon' blow his candles out like birthday 
And my shooter's gun squad might pull up to your workplace 
Oh, yeah, ayy, I'm tryna count these bands 
I ain't talkin' 'bout bird gate, but I’m tryna hop in this bed 
On the block we lurkin’, shoot a fuck nigga in the head 
Broke niggas make me nervous, I just wanna count these deads 

 

Chorus: Calboy 
Fucked a bitch off this Perky, I ain't even count my meds 
Bitch, I ain’t lackin', I grip this 30, nigga wan' tweak it', I’m sprayin' 
And I slide up in the trap and I found my purpose, I was tryna move these grams 
Had to scrape that pot, did it way too perfect, Unc like, "I'll be damned" 

 

Verse 2: Calboy 
I just been smokin' Gelato, I got a drill full of hollows 
I got a bitch, she a model, she wanna suck it and swallow 
Woke up one morning and [?] my niggas had popped me a bottle 
Now the whole gang pullin' up in them Bentleys, we used to be deep in the Tahoes 
I'm the man with the plan, with the bands in my hand and I still don't give no fuck 
If you stuck in that jam, you'd tell on your mans, don't talk to me 'bout no trust 
Rounds, rounds, we let 'em bust, wanna get wild? Then, nigga, it's up 
Smoke out the pound, nigga, I'm stuck, them killers around so you can get touched 

 

Chorus: Calboy
Fucked a bitch off this Perky, I ain't even count my meds
Bitch, I ain't lackin', I grip this 30, nigga wan' tweak it', I'm sprayin'
And I slide up in the trap and I found my purpose, I was tryna move these grams
Had to scrape that pot, did it way too perfect, Unc like, "I'll be damned"
Fucked a bitch off this Perky, I ain't even count my meds
Bitch, I ain't lackin', I grip this 30, nigga wan' tweak it', I'm sprayin'
And I slide up in the trap and I found my purpose, I was tryna move these grams
Had to scrape that pot, did it way too perfect, Unc like, "I'll be damned"

 

Verse 3: G Herbo
I'm in my bag and my Birkin, hope you don't take shit personal
A nigga had to get rich on purpose, been tryna make shit work with you
I was in too deep with gorillas, walk in the means with killers
Now I'm in [?], tryna figure out somewhere the youngins can eat in the winter
Born sinner, foreign whipper, Dior prince
Had to switch up my old image, I'm a cold nigga
I was frontline with most my hittas, I prolly roll with you
Pussy, hangin' with who told, you ain't no different
And when I get in mode, I can feel my soul shiftin'
I been through so much shit, you might feel involved listenin'
Gotta duck cops, know they wanna give us all sentences
But I'm on a mission, the money gon' come [?] 'cause niggas was riskin' it

 

Chorus: Calboy
Fucked a bitch off this Perky, I ain't even count my meds
Bitch, I ain't lackin', I grip this 30, nigga wan' tweak it', I'm sprayin'
And I slide up in the trap and I found my purpose, I was tryna move these grams
Had to scrape that pot, did it way too perfect, Unc like, "I'll be damned"
Fucked a bitch off this Perky, I ain't even count my meds
Bitch, I ain't lackin', I grip this 30, nigga wan' tweak it', I'm sprayin'
And I slide up in the trap and I found my purpose, I was tryna move these grams
Had to scrape that pot, did it way too perfect, Unc like, "I'll be damned"

 

Outro
Kash, gonturb ead


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