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letra de mission! - 401jaxn

[chorus: jaxn]
i send shots to your sh-t, b-tch
you don’t know what it is
we all moving quick, cause you run after me we send shots at your tin, i’m the king of this sh-t
your b-tch wanna f-ck, she all on my d-ck
that’s where the party begins
don’t know what it is
i’m a up all my sh-t and buss shots in your sh-t

[verse 1: jaxn]
so don’t get hit
making your girl go bananas, this d-ck make her do splits
my gun bi-s-xual, shoot you then a b-tch
don’t need no visine, roll the wood then count my sh-t
there’s no need to be a b-tch
getting this money, not my fault you don’t make sh-t
walking around, sipping on sprite, so i can mix it up with all this tris
put on the rollie, just to cover all the f-cking slits
she said do it again, upping the glock, now she feeling the trance
pay my hoes in advance, i don’t like none of you p-ssies, gеt off of the trend
i’m back at it again, this not a one and donе, now my work ethic advanced
now she do her lil’ dance, throw that ass back, after talking, she bringing her friend
i’m the king of this sh-t, mac 10 with the sh-ts, top me never quit
i been on the grind for a min, if you talk about me then that block finna spin
act like you hard, when in reality, now we both know you a b-tch
i send shots to your sh-t, you know what it is, your b-tch wanna f-ck, now she all on my d-ck
[chorus: jaxn]
i send shots to your sh-t, b-tch
you don’t know what it is
we all moving quick, cause you run after me we send shots at your tin, i’m the king of this sh-t
your b-tch wanna f-ck, she all on my d-ck
that’s where the party begins
don’t know what it is
i’m a up all my sh-t and buss shots in your sh-t
i send shots to your sh-t, b-tch
you don’t know what it is
we all moving quick, cause you run after me we send shots at your tin, i’m the king of this sh-t
your b-tch wanna f-ck, she all on my d-ck
that’s where the party begins
don’t know what it is
i’m a up all my sh-t and buss shots in your sh-t

[verse 2: 401nuski]
we send shots at they sh-t, like
that’s his top, that’s his fit
goofy lil b-tches ya pop, you ain’t get it, like
yeah, he shot, bet he get it
gun on my lap and my girl really with it
swerving in foreign, got the dash doing ricky
i’m a bag chaser, you know i get iffy
you know i get busy, when i clutch on my glitchy, huh
we got pounds out the plenty, like
see a opp off the henny
walk down on em, send them shots, we got many
i came with the knocks, and i stay aiming steady, like
and your b-tch she a wetty
prada and louis, i mix it with fendi
that sh-t go together, mix it with ‘miri
i stay looking drippy, and f-cked on your bestie
[chorus: jaxn]
i send shots to your sh-t, b-tch
you don’t know what it is
we all moving quick, cause you run after me we send shots at your tin, i’m the king of this sh-t
your b-tch wanna f-ck, she all on my d-ck
that’s where the party begins
don’t know what it is
i’m a up all my sh-t and buss shots in your sh-t
i send shots to your sh-t, b-tch
you don’t know what it is
we all moving quick, cause you run after me we send shots at your tin, i’m the king of this sh-t
your b-tch wanna f-ck, she all on my d-ck
that’s where the party begins
don’t know what it is
i’m a up all my sh-t and buss shots in your sh-t

- 401jaxn

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