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Dafuk

 

Dafuk

(album: Pa Las Baby's Y Belikeada - 2023)


Get to tripping, we snip 'em, 'bout business, lil' boy
Make decisions, we turn 'em into millions, for sure
We don't sleep in, got meetings, we eating, the fuck?
If I'm sitting, I'm shitting on them, yeah, lil' boy
We are not the same and that's a problem
Yeah, I got connections with the narcos
Had to scan the room like it's a barcode
On the top floor, getting top dough
Hot like Culiacán, you know I got those
I ain't gotta reach, 'cause

Lil' boy ain't 'bout that shit
Lil' boy ain't 'bout that shit
Lil' boy ain't 'bout that shit
Lil' boy ain't 'bout that shit
Mami, bounce that shit
Mami, bounce that shit
Mami, bounce that shit
Mami, bounce that shit

I don't plan on leaving out the top (Never)
My bitch is probably pulling on a opp (Bah, bah)
Them migos hold them cookies in they're socks (In they're socks)
If you get caught, they ain't no snitching on the block
And all that talking they be doing, in one ear and out the other
If you weren't sleeping on the floor with me, then you is not my brother
I had them homies in the cut with me, was trapping out the hunnid
Get the rush in me, they might just let it burn like I was Usher

Always outside with it, mob is gon' ride with it
Mafia gon' slide with it
Puh, puh, puh, puh
Always outside with it, mob is gon' ride with it
Mafia gon' slide with it
Puh, puh, puh, puh

Selling out these shows, I don't need rock (On God, trap)
Pointers on my neck, they worth a lot (Worth a lot)
Plugged in with the gente, they on lock (With the homies)
Fucked your baby momma, she a thot (She a thot)
All these chumps be trying, but you know them boys my children (Lil' boy)
Been done the corridos, so you know I had a switch
These fools ain't humilde, so they falling of the business
Started my own label, so you know I don't need ya

Lil' boy ain't 'bout that shit
Lil' boy ain't 'bout that shit
Lil' boy ain't 'bout that shit
Lil' boy ain't 'bout that shit
Mami, bounce that shit
Mami, bounce that shit
Mami, bounce that shit
Mami, bounce that shit

Always outside with it, mob is gon' ride with it
Mafia gon' slide with it
Puh, puh, puh, puh
Always outside with it, mob is gon' ride with it
Mafia gon' slide with it
Puh, puh, puh
Puh-puh-puh, puh, puh, puh, puh, puh
Puh-puh-puh, puh, puh, puh, puh, puh

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