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letra de mental (pence diss) - 12world

[intro]
n-ggas know
why the f-ck these neeks wanna draw man out man
this the most f-cking heated
n-ggas know

[chorus]
let me tell them why this youts gone mental (are you mad?)
but i’m broke in them sliding rentals (are you mad?)
last week dun counted five on bro but a box with t–th that’s ‘cential
little n-gga man have you lost your mind?
don’t get caught with your girl in central (d-ckhead)
good yout best stay in your box, before this situation turns mental
let me tell them why this youts gone mental (are you mad?)
but i’m broke in them sliding rentals (are you mad?)
last week dun counted five on bro but a box with t–th that’s ‘cential
little n-gga man have you lost your mind?
don’t get caught with your girl in central (d-ckhead)
good yout best stay in your box, before this situation turns mental

[verse 1]
i bet you wan’ play with the king, are you mad?
you don’t want see s spazz
man wan’ talk on my name for clout
don’t make man phone up stabber, and get your -rs- slapped
likkle man, you ain’t even held no mash (no way)
what metal are you pushing in mouth?
i got hittas on amber, and i got thots that are ready to line your house
but wait, let me switch it
ballistic, man catch him, then fish him, man’s rip it, just twist it
vital grip it
cah this is the life i live (i live)
violent, love riding, no hiding, yes bro it stays on hip
i don’t know thing ’bout pressure (no)
especially from an unknown pr-ck
i didn’t even know your name, until you had my name on your f-cking lips
f-ck sake little man you’re irrelevant
i didn’t even want to reply (no)
but you know s1’s too elegant (elegant)
uh, uh, uh, uh, you know s1’s too (uh)
i [?] you got p’s, you ain’t got no pounds (no)
about you got skeng you’re a skengman, how?
just ’cause your brudda dances with a shotgun doesn’t mean you got one you f-cking clown
so come we play it, fifteen inch, tear up your skin
[?] splash, [?] boy swim
instagram rapper, not on a thing (no)
and, uh, uh, what you mean i don’t bang for my ends?
(-kisses t–th-) like i beg man ‘low it (‘low it)
we done crossed of powers
stepped on strips with hands on hips
and i mean f-ckboy’s there, hot counters
cah i got murder on my mind like melly
don’t do running legs with [?] shh
put it in his eyes like [?], and shh, shh, got wet in his face, don’t test me
talk on my name get got
no stress b, ride out
fake do man [?]
t-b-k when i ching, don’t vex me
uh, eight pence don’t test me, uh (don’t test me)

[bridge]
cah we ain’t the same (no)
i pull up on you and your mates
and this 15 inch stays uncl!cked, and it’s on my waist (splash)
so you best do pace
and no i won’t do race
man tell ys just catch up and splash up
leave him pumpy, leave him pumpy

- 12world

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