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lingo bingo - rassy bugatti & otm lyrics

[intro: blue pesos]
4 a.m. in the booth, ain’t been to sleep yet
i been hit the field, you n*ggas barely got your feet wet (had to go and run it up like t)
twenty*four shots, it turn to beast mode (turn to beast mode)
the only thing i gotta say, b*tch, is we know (legendmadeanotherone)
ugh

[chorus: blue pesos]
he gotta go, he can’t even follow street code
she love the way i talk, i just lingo bingo
twenty*eight, just seen an opp outside and yelled bingo
puff puff, the only thing we givin’ out is free smoke
she love the way i talk, i just lingo bingo (lingo bingo)
puff puff, the only thing we givin’ out is free smoke (lingo bingo)

[verse 2: blue pesos]
mei ling and her sister bring me c*notes, that’s lingo
lingo, we got one, r.i.p to john doe
i just took a brick to the face and popped deebo
good cooks, double cupped up, pharmaceuticals
don’t get up in my face with that rah*rah, i’d shoot a man
any time i’m down up on my ass, i go to susy crib
i ain’t never pictured bein’ a rapper, i just flu flammed
go against the guys, be target practice, ain’t with sights down
drag the stove out, rush out quick and turn to gentile
you ain’t got a 41 on then put your wrist down
steak dinners, we don’t even finish how we live now
“p, why you always talkin’ sh*t?” i got a potty mouth
hundiddy bop, every pocket got a knot in it
it’s best of you to steppin’, we don’t hang around with chief wiggims
or judases, rami jewels exclusive, ain’t it?
want a song or two with otm then bring me 10k
[chorus: blue pesos & duffy]
he gotta go, he can’t even follow street code
she love the way i talk, i just lingo bingo
twenty*eight, just seen an opp outside and yelled bingo
puff puff, the only thing we givin’ out is free smoke
she love the way i talk, i just lingo bingo (sh*t)
puff puff, the only thing we givin’ out is free smoke

[verse 2: duffy]
yeah, we know, we know, lingo bingo
n*ggas poppin’ it but we gon’ see, though
all we on is gettin’ to the blue face c*notes
real ice, we really got it, yeah, we do, he don’t
big dog, pitbull, my whole team on that, facts
no rap cap, right now a gen5 on my lap
big mac, rip deebo, i’ve been a bully breaker
no pump fakin’, i’ll serve a n*gga like a waiter
i just did a n*gga like the terminator, he got blitzed
i’ll leave you with the fishes ‘fore i ever leave my stick
long stocking in my mop, i used to tote the e*sig
a song with me? forget it, n*ggas act like punk*rock b*tches
easier than abcs, want smoke? that sh*t free
in the field i scuffed up my maison margiela cleats
send my logo to go get an opp chipped like doritos
this street sh*t get deep, some sh*t i can’t speak on
[chorus: blue pesos]
he gotta go, he can’t even follow street code
she love the way i talk, i just lingo bingo
twenty*eight, just seen an opp outside and yelled bingo
puff puff, the only thing we givin’ out is free smoke
she love the way i talk, i just lingo bingo
puff puff, the only thing we givin’ out is free smoke

[verse 3: rassy bugatti]
huh, f*ck it, we still diddy boppin’
lingo bingo
we in john stockton with a tranquilizer office bak, long live deeno
b*tch, i’m still susie and mei ling boppin’
if you could tell me where a c*note, hmm?
it’s a cold thirty ringer rose, need a cheeno
since thirteen and fourteen, i been goin’ through the doggy hole bringin’ out a whole bag of pringles
hmm, soon as i swing back, my b*tch know it’s chanel, dior, celene or valentino
n*ggas know the truth, i’d make this motherf*cker sing with two hundred k worth of pits on, bobby valentino

- rassy bugatti otm lyrics

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