Duro

Lyrics
[Intro] (Blanco) [Chorus] Look, back to the cullin' and fadin' Sometimes I feel like I made it I thank the Lord I'm so gracious For everything I got away with I was just workin' the graves shift Me trabajando was puro In the trap with the gang eatin' noodles She tapped my name on her culo, duro [Verse] Yeah A hundred K all in the console Slidin' the fence me a wancho Yeah Bro got a drum like a bongo I'm in the jungle like Congo Pourin' this rock up You know that I'm ballin' siempre I'm in the eight, my bro in the six My bitch a siete, Glock on my body, Nueve Javi and Cali werе essays I cut that bitch off, said I broke her cortisonе She keep on textin' me essays Bitch, I'm the boss, I'm the jefe You know I'm the jefe, I cut a brick with machete Walk in the spot with my gang teed up With all of mi gente Bitch, I be throwin' billetes We could go dollar for dollar for peso I got a Glock but it shoot like a Draco [Chorus] Back to the cullin' and fadin' Sometime I feel like I made it I thank the Lord for gracious For everything I got away with I was just workin' the day shift Me Trabajando was puro In the trap with the gang eatin' noodles She tap my name on her culo, duro [Outro] Duro, duro, duro
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Credits
- Writers
- Millyz