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N****s wanna move like this They copy my style bvt still broke as shii Boi I’m too hot Need me a coolin kit Really Got ovt the mvd look at my shoes
something to heal da pain Yov said yov'd never leave now yov ain’t in my faith I jvst wanna come and bring yov home I know yov fighting shit bvt yov not all
Start checcin n****s like a id Make me pvll ovt the demons that I hide inside me No I ain’t no devil shit to heaven is where I be Bvt some people
Nothing else to prove In my city I’m the one Depend on my self I don’t need nobody Bvt it feel good jvst to have somebody Thinking I was lost when I
And I ain’t going down on prices ain’t no auction I got lil shawty droppin cvm jvst like a fvacet Bvt I ain’t posting yov don’t care how bad we roccin'
the city face Yov posting quotes bvt that don’t mater what moves do yov make I looked beyond da drama cvz I want dat fertile’ I covldn't take no trips vntil
J’fais le A comme Alien Tu fais le Gad Elmaleh J’fais le A comme Alien Bvt’ bvt’, message mignon ? Rien à foutre Petit emoji cœur ? Rien à foutre ! (Han)
to get some fvckin' sleep bvt everynight I stay vp I be grinding for them benjis foot be on the pedal My crew be having drvms and sticks look like we heavy
a wraith Or if I wanna spend a mili jvst on one chain The richest people in the world don’t wear designer frames Bvt it’s ok to flex and stvnt as long as yov
with yov nomore bvt I gvess I keep it cordial No I can’t hide emotions yov see my face it be showing Cvz I do not fake kick no I cannot fake shit
comme le "D" Comme le "E" aLPHA comme le SPICE Choppe les BVT's et les tons-car L'école appelle chez moi Mais c'est trop tard Yeah, je veux siroter une
BVT Recuerdas? Ya éramos bastante viejos en los buenos viejos tiempos, una diáspora de chulos y catetos reescribiendo la historia, la gloria se iba
of the party, I'm flexing my checks like a young DDG Slicker than Rick, but I'm from BVT Ay I rewind like three times for the felines in the front I rewind like
never been weak I see yov trvst a bitch bvt she here spillin ya tea That boi he wanna trap sit at the table and eat I gotta trash bag it ain’t no trash
a little more It's crazy, all these niggas swear that they be havin' motion How come every time I look up, they be movin Slow BVT, we deep, I swear we move
when will you cease VERSE 1 (BVT) From Gaza to Gadigal We keep it radical Where's Tony's morals? I think on sabbatical How did this catapult? Slinging
I'm off to better things, bad lil bv@$t she wanna wedding ring, (got damn) shorty move slick she too slick. Pardon me now like who this. Know that
proud of me All of my brothers live on BVT I'm straight out the trenches, blow like TNT I'm floodin' the whip, on the go, I be breezin' Weighin' the gas
a fuckin' slug in your temple Yeah Chorus: L.V. & PRODEJE The West Coast Gangstas still O.G.'s Sportin' khakis and Chucks and B.V.T's. Swervin through your
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