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letra de threw subs 2 / comeback - 540

[verse]
if he wants smoke, i’m f-cking him up
f-ggot ass n-gga really wanna talk?
k!ll yourself, n-gga you suck
you’re egoing me, but you ain’t going up
how’s this n-gga talking ’bout f-cking my mom?
i guess you don’t like men, b-tch, you lied
n-gga wants smoke with me? i’ll make him cry
and let’s talk ’bout lil’ jt
that n-gga’s a b-tch, and he ain’t gripping heat
put it on my life, knock him off his feet
you n-ggas are lame, tryna sh-t on me
and not to mention, man you n-ggas is sweet
if i catch m4ri, he better have cleats
i’m ending you n-ggas like “xyz”
you n-ggas is dirty like std—
you n-ggas is dirty like std, like sh-t
don’t like none of you black n-ggas on my d-ck
fat ass n-gga needs to really get fit
’cause when i see him, b-tch i’m throwing my hits
p-ssy n-gga, you ain’t uppin’ a grip
these n-ggas see me going up, and they b-tch
lil’ n-gga better go make them hot pockets
punch a n-gga in his eye socket
i ain’t ever call you sayin’ i’ma k!ll myself, b-tch you called me first
ho ass n-ggas just ride, and flirt
word to my life, all you n-ggas dirt
i give a f-ck about a f-cking shirt
put ’em on a banner, and turn ’em to some merch
you n-ggas lame, n-ggas b-tt hurt
beat hard as f-ck, shoutout 40 perc
yeah, it’s 540 with perc40, yeah, that’s two 40s to yo’ f-cking face
if a n-gga wants smoke, pull up to the place
like i said n-gga, pull up to my estate
f-ck where you from, n-gga f-ck yo’ state
n-ggas p-ssy, n-ggas talkin’ they hate
ha, what did marrgielaa say?
i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas ’cause n-ggas be gay
vasto talkin’ sh-t? it’s not sh-t to talk about
shoot that b-tch up, and we roll out like some autobots
smoke a n-gga in a motherf-cking parking lot, all because that n-gga just wanna talk a lot
you is a npc up in a battle bus
said that you wit’ the sh-ts, b-tch you was never tough
n-gga try to run up on me, he outta luck
f-ggot n-gga needs to drop the f-cking floor
double cup, it’s full of ice, i’ma pour a 4
ha, what did i say? i don’t know
you need to k!ll yourself ’cause your life a joke
said i’m finna quit, but i ain’t finna go
yeah, how much—
nope, turn that f-cking f-ggot music off
man, that’s on my life, you n-ggas knockoffs
and i’ll hit these n-ggas with the sawed off
yeah, yeah, swear these lil’ n-ggas p-ssy
hold up, you gay, so i say you bussy
b-tch, i’m a pro, all you n-ggas rookies
droppin’ a diss, do you want a cookie?
thought he was tough, n-gga thought he shook me
you is a goofy n-gga, said “whoopsie”
y’all not wit’ the sh-ts, y’all just raw bologna
like 1oneam said, all these n-ggas phony
you said i’m a f-ggot, but you just a dyk-
didn’t your grandmother lose her life?
like, old b-tch lost her life
stupid ass diss, that sh-t needs a strike
i give a f-ck about what these n-ggas finna say
all my life i’ve been dealin’ wit’ fakes
now makin’ money, then get out my way

- 540

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