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Alebrije (feat. BuddhaFlip)
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Julio Manuel Quinones
Julio Manuel Quinones
Songwriter
Anthony Daniel Rochester
Anthony Daniel Rochester
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
July Quin
July Quin
Producer
Julio Manuel Quinones
Julio Manuel Quinones
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

This that pull up, pull up It's a function with the homies From the floor up, tore up Got my number? Then come call me I might roll one, pour up Glass of wine or that OG I'm gon' do what I want Don't be acting like you know me I don't do well, do well With that fake shit or that phony What's the motive, modus, operandi, por la noche? You gon' show up, show off, pop that pussy? Then come show me Ain't no telling what we might get in This one's for the fucking flip Cause once I come up off this next shit You switch direction That's fine by me but come correct They know the treasure where the X is They trying to flex shit From outta me pero por que? Come at me acting brand new See what it do (Brrrrt, Brrrt, Brrrt, Brrrt!) They know the treasure where the X is They trying to flex shit This is just some player shit I wrote for my Alabaster, salamander, soul senpais Hunnid million sold with the stroke since I Came up off the game, came up off the game I'm gon' move them units thru my hubris, feel like You gon' fuel them rumors thru delusions, switch sides I rack all my mula, such Fallujah jedi Cause bitch I'm Kylo Ren, bitch I'm Kylo Ren Graveyard shift turn to dirt in my jeans Pockets of presi's who dead, I'm in grief Divorce from the corpse you a window in weep And the morgue is a bitch Mind state entrees, bring them chips closer Hydrate, violate, put the clips on ya Or the rubber bands, bet I make a flip off ya When I'm shooting them dice Niggas be like dammit BlaZe you changed Bitch it's Quin but the heat the same I was BuddhaFlipping to computer chips Over Nujabes, so call a spade a spade This here for ya if ya on vacation Really for ya, more ya, if ya day one Really here to show you all the apex So I'm going gorilla out the basement This that pull up, pull up It's a function with the homies From the floor up, tore up Got my number? Then come call me I might roll one, pour up Glass of wine or that OG I'm gon' do what I want Don't be acting like you know me Cause once I come up off this next shit You switch direction That's fine by me but come correct They know the treasure where the X is They trying to flex shit From outta me pero por que? Come at me acting brand new See what it do (Brrrrt, Brrrt, Brrrt, Brrrt!) Quin said he want the player so I'ma bring out the player Couple niggas might be mad though and shit you feel me? Shit be like that, I ain't gonna lie, I don't know why I ain't come here for no scenes But you got a mug and its mean Nah I ain't tryna to capture your queen Playing chess I'm protecting my cream Feel like MJ, I'm bad as can be Found a girl that was dangerous to me Man I tried to moonwalk out that trap But that bitch found a bill in my jeans Everyone has an opinion, ain't superseding my vision You thinking this should be given like my only options to give it Couldn't stick to not agreeing when you brought the opps and they grippin Low-key I really been tweaking, my demons calling for a victim They poked ya mans in the back So I unleash the rat-tat-tat now you fresh outta luck I keep a strap, call it black cat Didn't think I would attack, I been down on my luck Ain't nobody getting dick tonight Pussy been feeling like kryptonite, I switch it up Wasn't trying to live a victim life Chose to hit em with a different vibe ugh This that pull up, pull up From-From-From-From From the floor up, tore up I might-I might-I might-I might Roll one, pour up (Buddha flipping till he skrrt) (No play let's get to work) (Funny movement's I swerve) I'm gon' do what I want (Stunting got em on alert) Okay let's get the money Cause once I come up off this next shit You switch direction That's fine by me but come correct They know the treasure where the X is They trying to flex shit From outta me pero por que? Come at me acting brand new See what it do They know the treasure where the X is They trying to flex shit
Writer(s): Julio Quinones, Anthony Rochester Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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