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letra de exotic - 301coleman, king yae

(willtherapper verse 1)
verse 1
look
told the b-tch want to roll with us got to keep your mouth shut. (keep it closed)
told the b-tch want to trap with us got to keep the house shut (keep the door closed)
told the b-tch if you play with us we gonna shoot your house up (shoot up your door)
and i told that ni–a if he snitch on us we gonna shoot your mouth. look
double cup up filled with lean
(?)
one thing i pray for in my hopes and my dreams is to catch a op, i might score with the beam
catch me on a boat, on the coast sipping lean
(?)
before you get smoked, just like nicotine
think this is a joke?
watch my trigger squeeze
woh
i shoot the ops just call me (?)
if you love b-tch drop to your knees
p-ssy ni—s go to jail and they plead
feds sn-tch me up, swear i can’t even read
my dracos they shoot for about one hour
this a sunflower and he spitting out seeds. \
hundred round clip hit your sh-t then you bleed out
we f-ck up your (?) then we speed

(king yae chorus)
my b-tch is exotic
said my whip is exotic
said i’m smoking exotic and my b-tch on the tropics
i’m trending im popping
i’m dripping they falling
sip lean in the morning
and i trap out my jordan’s
my b-tch is exotic. said my whip is exotic. said i’m smoking exotic and my b-tch on the tropics
i’m trending im popping
i’m dripping they falling
sip lean in the morning
and i trap out my jordan’s (yeah, yeah, yeah)

(king yae verse 1)
my b-tch from brazil. i want a house on the hill
i’m rolling i’m popping a pill
og, he ready to drill. in the (?)
street ni–a know what to do
bust a play then i stay on the move
rari dreams. yea i’m talking a coup
trap in my jordans. i know how to shoot
if its a problem i call uncle (?)
young ni–as rappers. go find you a booth
young ni–as actors. go star in a movie
drinking lean ain’t drinking that fuji
my b-tch look like lauren hill. y’all ni–as groupies
im selling a chicken. ain’t talking no two piece
i need my paper ain’t talking no loose-leaf
im a soldier so you better solute me
i got a trap queen she trying to seduce me

(og luva verse 1)
no, don’t always get it poppin’. me and (?) came alone. stopped it
keep it 100, no option
ni–ga play with me, fish out of water, he flopping
old school chevy, looks boxed in
i drop the top, let the blades spin
ice on me, dripping like water. i got what you need, hit my line, place your order
c0k-i-ina come from over the border
i got a lil’ b-tch i hit, she’s a snorter
twenty-three a p, i’m serving those jordans
ring the alarm, if you play, ima’ torch you
setting fire to the beat, im a scorcher
bricks of the weed coming in like the sticky
met a lil’ b-tch on the island names krissie
i hit her one time, now she’s screaming she miss me
you up that pistol on me then you better not miss me
100 round drum, spin that b-tch til’ he dizzy
official stepping ni–as ain’t f-cking with me
(?) bronx, the way i get busy
og luva smoke that sh-t til’ im dizzy
pop a percocet
know i’m “omo gang”, got my “murda team” with me

- 301coleman king yae

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