Letra de "NFL"
Gloosito & Big Ouee Lyrics
Hmm
Hmm (Ayy)
Ayy (Huh)
Hmm, damn, ayy
Damn, ayy, huh
She gon' take this gwap for some Louis Sneakers
I serve this nigga five pounds in a fuckin' feature (Haha)
Ayy (Ayy), your-your bitch is my favorite eater (Your bitch is my favorite eater)
Ayy, I'm in the telly with the vacuum sealer (Haa)
All these niggas know what's up when I touch down (Yeah, they do)
And my plug go white boy, he give me a thousand pounds (No cap)
If I shoot the VPO you gon' see a thousand rounds (Boom-boom-boom)
Uh, in the kitchen cutting four, you still gon' buy all them
I got bricks for 42 mommas, gon' cook it now (Bricks for 42)
I swear this nigga in a dub, now I'm uptown
Ayy (Ayy), I'm out the state, bitch (Ayy), I'm outta town (Outta town)
I was hotter on my work (Ayy), and my homie haunts (No cap)
Niggas know what's up (Ayy)
Big Ouee on a Uber truck (Bitch)
Hunnid hoes, I'm servin' 'em [?]
Go get your man, he thought he was tough (Okay, ah)
How you say you slime as shit? (Ha, few, few)
Slime your ho (Paw)
All this exes in my basket, I gotta chicken coop (Yeah)
Ayy, I sound like the ocean, nigga, you the pool (Swim, uh)
I was smoking right on Slauson like I'm Nipsey too (Like I'm Nipsey), ayy
You've been on some rapper shit (You've been on some rapper shit)
I've been on some money shit (Ha)
I'm swerving [?] (No cap)
Yeah, I'll be scorings threes, [?]
For Louis Sneaks, yeah, she gon' take that trip
He may do this, I ain't even hit that shit (Yeah)
I'm at Spain, I'm looking for exotic shit (Oh, ey, yeah)
Biscotti, Melonade o Gushers (Oh), dime qué quieres, amigo (¿Qué quieres, amigo?)
Ni en el spa me quedo dormido (Oh)
Criptomoneda, PayPal o efectivo (Yeah, yeah, shh)
Con los Juan Carlos estoy efectivo (-tivo)
Con cueros borrachas no estoy afectivo (Brrat)
Bricks de jarabe, equipaje de mano (Hey, hey)
En el aeropuerto, seda'o con mi primo
Jay-Jay da en tu cara con la Loubutin
Big Gloo en el Uber, el executive (Hey, hey)
Tengo Gelato, también Rainbow Chip (Hey)
Zorra tan high que quiere discutir (Shh, hey)
No te hablo de pounds, yo te hablo de kilos (Kilos)
Sado con filo, hoodie Baby Milo
Dice que es plug, pero no convencido (Nah)
Dice que está pero no está pa' ello (Yeehaw)
Siete gramos en uno caribeño (Woo)
Mi zorra exotic, Fendi de diseño
CTDS sonando en las casas de empeño
Bolsillo relleno de queso tequeño (Ah, ah)
No prenso mis porros jamás en la vida
El Backwood parece un dedo de gorila
Tres onzas de Maka, baby, vamos alto
Dame cabezota dentro 'e la cabina (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
Ja, Biscotti, Melonade o Gushers (Oh), dime qué quieres, amigo
Ni en el spa me quedo dormido
Criptomoneda, PayPal o efectivo
Con los Juan Carlos estoy efectivo
Con cueros borrachas no estoy afectivo
Bricks de jarabe, equipaje de mano
En el aeropuerto, seda'o con mi primo (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
Boom-boom-boom (Hahaha)
Pew, few, few
Rich Farmers shit, yeah
Shout-out Big Ouee (Frr)
Boom-boom-boom
Yeah, yeah (Ey, ey)
(Llega un fajo nuevo) Yeah
Hmm (Ayy)
Ayy (Huh)
Hmm, damn, ayy
Damn, ayy, huh
She gon' take this gwap for some Louis Sneakers
I serve this nigga five pounds in a fuckin' feature (Haha)
Ayy (Ayy), your-your bitch is my favorite eater (Your bitch is my favorite eater)
Ayy, I'm in the telly with the vacuum sealer (Haa)
All these niggas know what's up when I touch down (Yeah, they do)
And my plug go white boy, he give me a thousand pounds (No cap)
If I shoot the VPO you gon' see a thousand rounds (Boom-boom-boom)
Uh, in the kitchen cutting four, you still gon' buy all them
I got bricks for 42 mommas, gon' cook it now (Bricks for 42)
I swear this nigga in a dub, now I'm uptown
Ayy (Ayy), I'm out the state, bitch (Ayy), I'm outta town (Outta town)
I was hotter on my work (Ayy), and my homie haunts (No cap)
Niggas know what's up (Ayy)
Big Ouee on a Uber truck (Bitch)
Hunnid hoes, I'm servin' 'em [?]
Go get your man, he thought he was tough (Okay, ah)
How you say you slime as shit? (Ha, few, few)
Slime your ho (Paw)
All this exes in my basket, I gotta chicken coop (Yeah)
Ayy, I sound like the ocean, nigga, you the pool (Swim, uh)
I was smoking right on Slauson like I'm Nipsey too (Like I'm Nipsey), ayy
You've been on some rapper shit (You've been on some rapper shit)
I've been on some money shit (Ha)
I'm swerving [?] (No cap)
Yeah, I'll be scorings threes, [?]
For Louis Sneaks, yeah, she gon' take that trip
He may do this, I ain't even hit that shit (Yeah)
I'm at Spain, I'm looking for exotic shit (Oh, ey, yeah)
Biscotti, Melonade o Gushers (Oh), dime qué quieres, amigo (¿Qué quieres, amigo?)
Ni en el spa me quedo dormido (Oh)
Criptomoneda, PayPal o efectivo (Yeah, yeah, shh)
Con los Juan Carlos estoy efectivo (-tivo)
Con cueros borrachas no estoy afectivo (Brrat)
Bricks de jarabe, equipaje de mano (Hey, hey)
En el aeropuerto, seda'o con mi primo
Jay-Jay da en tu cara con la Loubutin
Big Gloo en el Uber, el executive (Hey, hey)
Tengo Gelato, también Rainbow Chip (Hey)
Zorra tan high que quiere discutir (Shh, hey)
No te hablo de pounds, yo te hablo de kilos (Kilos)
Sado con filo, hoodie Baby Milo
Dice que es plug, pero no convencido (Nah)
Dice que está pero no está pa' ello (Yeehaw)
Siete gramos en uno caribeño (Woo)
Mi zorra exotic, Fendi de diseño
CTDS sonando en las casas de empeño
Bolsillo relleno de queso tequeño (Ah, ah)
No prenso mis porros jamás en la vida
El Backwood parece un dedo de gorila
Tres onzas de Maka, baby, vamos alto
Dame cabezota dentro 'e la cabina (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
Ja, Biscotti, Melonade o Gushers (Oh), dime qué quieres, amigo
Ni en el spa me quedo dormido
Criptomoneda, PayPal o efectivo
Con los Juan Carlos estoy efectivo
Con cueros borrachas no estoy afectivo
Bricks de jarabe, equipaje de mano
En el aeropuerto, seda'o con mi primo (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
Boom-boom-boom (Hahaha)
Pew, few, few
Rich Farmers shit, yeah
Shout-out Big Ouee (Frr)
Boom-boom-boom
Yeah, yeah (Ey, ey)
(Llega un fajo nuevo) Yeah
