a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de x pill - 69kapo

[intro: kapo]
throw up an l, i’m living lavish
b-tch f-ck hands, these bullets tagging
b-tch i’m throwing blood, n-gga what’s bracing
you ain’t throwing b-tt? get out the trap b-tch
he don’t want beef, static
my bullets crazy they radio active
he said he insane get a gun and get active
i got the glock popping out the mattress
throw on a air tag now we tracking
she got a tummy tuck used to be fat b-tch
notti bop get to stabbing
glock on me so i’m sagging-
(kegyua turn it up!)

[chorus: kapo]
i ain’t no chef, i get it wiping
i’m with my twin b-tch he’ll get it ripping
7.62 for the n-gga that’s cripping
i caught a headshot, clip it
b-tch that’s wock, n-gga, sip it
ty on a x pill so he tripping

[verse: kapo]
these n-ggas p-ssy as f-ck on gang
7.62’s make him change his lane
she using her mouth but she giving brain
white tee on i ain’t hit a stain
throwing 5 duce, yеa that’s the lingo
i got a white plug that’s a gringo
b-tch i smoke, gеt money that’s simple
flip some sh-t, now my money tipple
b-tch i find a beat, then imma run it
ty got the glock, now that n-gga running
leave him on the street like that n-gga bumming
i’m high off gas b-tch i be dumbing

[verse 2: tyskr1la]
aye bro off gas b-tch i be dumbing
slime his ass had his nose running
i hit a l!ck, i ain’t even fronting
7.62 now yo hoe calling
you know i’m a cash some check in
low bankroll, why is he flexing?
i get it whipping, giving me top told her “it was a 6 out of 7”
you know we, we on that gang sh-t
you know bees fly when that k hit
done changed when the fame hit
that’s why i keep to my self
hop on the boat and i said that it sail
cash a check, got it straight from the mail
i’m finna pass, i’m not finna fail
bro got locked up went to jail
throwing money, went to the east
i order food, i’m having a feast
that n-gga be on gang sh-t he be [?]
i’m counting money, i’m living lavish’
[verse 2: kapo]
throw up an l, i’m living lavish
b-tch f-ck hands, these bullets tagging
b-tch i’m throwing blood, n-gga what’s bracing
you ain’t throwing b-tt?, get out the trap b-tch
he don’t want beef, static
my bullets crazy they radio active
he said he insane get a gun and get active
i got the glock popping out the matters
throw on a air tag now we tracking
she got a tummy tuck used to be fat b-tch
notti bop, get to stabbing
glock on me so i’m sagging

[chorus: kapo]
i ain’t no chef, i get it wiping
i’m with my twin, he’ll get it ripping
7.62 for the n-gga that’s cripping
i caught a headshot, clip it
b-tch that’s wock, n-gga, sip it
ty off a x pill so he tripping
ty off a x pill so he tripping

[outro]
(p-ssy)
hop on the boat and i said that it sail
cash a check, got it straight from the mail
i’m finna pass, i’m not finna fail
bro got locked up went to jail
throwing money, went to the east
i order food, i’m having a feast
that n-gga be on gang sh-t he be [?]
i’m counting money, i’m living lavish’

- 69kapo

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS