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letra de what the fuck have i done - 6block tykee

[intro]
(atl jacob, atl jacob)
ayy, tykee!
6block sh-t
what the f-ck…
look

[chorus]
what the f-ck have i done? (huh?)
got blood on my hands, can’t run (can’t run)
i was there when the switch got dumped (boom!)
seen brains all over the trunk (skrrt)
i ain’t cry, i lit up a blunt (smoke!)
told shorty chill, this life ain’t fun (nah)
i keep bl!cks inside my bunk (boom, boom!)
popped two opps, now i’m back on the hunt (grrrah!)
what the f-ck have i done? (what?)
this sh-t too real, i ain’t even stunned (i ain’t)
he got hit in the chest, tried to run (boom!)
now he twitchin’ all out in the sun (he gone)
i don’t pray, i just load that drum (cl!ck!)
backseat creepin’, mask and gloves (skrrt, skrrt)
ain’t no savin’ who i become (nah)
tell my mama, “i’m numb, i’m numb” (on gang!)

[verse]
b-tch, i’m cold like the 1st of decem’ (freezin’)
walk down sht, ain’t no shootin’ from windows (nah)
told bruh keep stackin’ them pistols (stack up)
one for the glock, one tucked in the pillow (boom!)
talk tough, but them boys ain’t k!llers (they not)
he froze up when he saw that trigger (he did)
i slide on my lonely, don’t need no n–a (i don’t)
i press that b-tton, your whole crew lit up (boom!)
still post where my bro got clapped (still there)
right there where his soul got sn-tched (on gang)
heard his mama cry, i ain’t feel jack (at all)
popped two perkies, then doubled back (spin back!)
heart so black, it don’t beat no more (cold)
ain’t no tears, just blood on the floor (drip)
i be laughin’ when i up that score (ha ha!)
’cause my heart left town in ’24 (it’s gone)
[chorus]
what the f-ck have i done? (f-ck!)
got blood on my hands, can’t run (nope)
i was there when the switch got dumped (brrrah!)
seen brains all over the trunk (eww)
i ain’t cry, i lit up a blunt (smoke!)
told shorty chill, this life ain’t fun (nah)
i keep bl!cks inside my bunk (boom, boom!)
popped two opps, now i’m back on the hunt (skrrt)
what the f-ck have i done? (d-mn)
this sh-t too real, i ain’t even stunned (at all)
he got hit in the chest, tried to run (boom!)
now he twitchin’ all out in the sun (he gone)
i don’t pray, i just load that drum (cl!ck!)
backseat creepin’, mask and gloves (grrrah)
ain’t no savin’ who i become (nope)
tell my mama, “i’m numb, i’m numb” (numb, numb)

- 6block tykee

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