
Take a Signal Coyote Dead (Ft. Hella Sketchy)
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[Intro]
[Eddy?]
Bubby on the beat, Bubby on the beat yuh yuh ahyuhah yuhahyuh
[Verse 1: Hella Sketchy]
Will I ever find true love I don't know
But I do not care, I be stackin' up my dough
Got my bands up couple gs in my coat
Shawty said she love me but I know that she don't
Yuh yuh yuh
Shawty in my phone acting like I do not know
Fuckin' all these thots, all my friends turned into foes
Everyone switched up, now my only friend's the Dro
I'm just blowin' on a pack again
I don't need no thot, exes on my sack again
Eating good with my crew, we some business men
Run up checks, run up guala day by day again
I'm getting bored of the routine though
Pop a bean, blowin' gas out the window
Countin' up, man I make it look so simple
Girl get off my line, please just take a signal
[Hook: Hella Sketchy]
Take a signal, grippin' on the pistol
Fendi belt around my waist, these lames are still broke
Take a signal, poppin' out these missiles
See this guap, I run it up and make it triple
Take a signal, grippin' on the pistol
Fendi belt around my waist, these lames are still broke
Take a signal, poppin' out those missiles
See this guap, I run it up and make it triple
[Eddy?]
Bubby on the beat, Bubby on the beat yuh yuh ahyuhah yuhahyuh
[Verse 1: Hella Sketchy]
Will I ever find true love I don't know
But I do not care, I be stackin' up my dough
Got my bands up couple gs in my coat
Shawty said she love me but I know that she don't
Yuh yuh yuh
Shawty in my phone acting like I do not know
Fuckin' all these thots, all my friends turned into foes
Everyone switched up, now my only friend's the Dro
I'm just blowin' on a pack again
I don't need no thot, exes on my sack again
Eating good with my crew, we some business men
Run up checks, run up guala day by day again
I'm getting bored of the routine though
Pop a bean, blowin' gas out the window
Countin' up, man I make it look so simple
Girl get off my line, please just take a signal
[Hook: Hella Sketchy]
Take a signal, grippin' on the pistol
Fendi belt around my waist, these lames are still broke
Take a signal, poppin' out these missiles
See this guap, I run it up and make it triple
Take a signal, grippin' on the pistol
Fendi belt around my waist, these lames are still broke
Take a signal, poppin' out those missiles
See this guap, I run it up and make it triple
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