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letra de rap drill mix - adam lafdil

grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like
grrt, grrah, grrah-grrah
grrah, grrah-grrah
hey, grrah-grrah
(grrt, baow-baow)
f-ck the diss, i’ma act the f-ck up
everything dead, i ain’t dappin’ ’em up (everybody shot)
feel a way, you get clapped the f-ck up
don’t do cîroc, only ac’ in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)
try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that’s tough, like
he ain’t goin’ nowhere, i’m shootin’ wherever he run (where you goin’?) (grrt-grrt-baow)
i’m a gbg, baby, so, b-tch, i’ma cl!ck ’til it’s done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
and i love with the beam, if he run, i’ma turn him to runtz (dummies)
outside, no security, b-tch, it’s just me and my gun (it’s just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)
i’m the king of new york, and i’m still outside makin’ ’em run (don’t run) (b-tch, i do what i want)
just copped out on a carti’ (carti’)
oh, she jackin’ my baba in a heartbeat
i like my b-tch gangster, i don’t like ’em barbie
it get active like ricky and morty (like) (grrt-baow)
tap your head (rah-rah)
n-gga rah got clapped now he in the marley (baow-baow!)
n-gga dead
and i’m tough by myself, no, i don’t need an army (grrah)
big doa, n-gga
see the line, so i’m packin’ the b-tch
feel under pressure, i’m blastin’ the sh-t
v210 how i’m whackin’ the whip
he tried to up, but i’m faster with it
it get nasty, now he coughin’ out blood
told you that i get active with it (grrt, baow-baow)
f-ck the diss, i’ma act the f-ck up
everythin’ dead, i ain’t dappin’ ’em up (everybody shot)
feel a way, you get clapped the f-ck up
don’t do cîroc, only ac’ in my cup (grrt, baow-baow)
try to duck, got a beam on the scope, that’s tough, like
he ain’t goin’ nowhere, i’m shootin’ wherever he run (where you goin’?) (grrt, baow)
i’m a gbg, baby, so, b-tch, i’ma cl!ck ’til it’s done (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
and i love with the beam, if he run, i’ma turn him to runtz (dummies)
outside, no security, b-tch, it’s just me and my gun (it’s just me and my gun) (baow, baow!)
i’m the king of new york, and i’m still outside makin’ ’em run (don’t run) (b-tch, i do what i want)
turn you to a dancer
yeah
internet money b-tch
i got black, i got white, what you want?
hop outside a ghost and hop up in a phantom
i know i’m ’bout to blow-oh-woah-oh, i ain’t dumb
they try to take my flow, i take they ass for ransom
i know that i’m gone
they see me blowing up, now they say they want a song
i got two twin glocks, turn you to a dancer
i see two twin opps, leave ’em on a banner
and i got two thick thots, wanna l!ck the gang, yeah
i got red, i got blue, what you want?
the chanel or balenciaga, louis and vuitton
she know i got the fendi, prada when i hit milan
i needed me a die or rider, i need me the one
i started from the bottom, you could see the way i stunt
i want all the diamonds
i want that sh-t to weigh a ton
the opps they tryna line me
’cause they hate the place i’m from
but them n-ggas don’t know me
they just know the place i’m from
i got lots of shawties tryna pull up to my place
but you ain’t want me last year so just get up out my face
they all up in my inbox
so i know they want a taste
i know they want my downfall
lil’ n-gga are you laced?
i got black, i got white, what you want?
hop outside a ghost and hop up in a phantom
i know i’m ’bout to blow-oh-woah-oh, i ain’t dumb
they try to take my flow, i take they ass for ransom
i know that i’m gone
they see me blowing up, now they say they want a song
i got two twin glocks, turn you to a dancer
i see two twin opps, leave ’em on a banner
and i got two thick thots, wanna l!ck the gang, yeah
i got black, i got white, what you want?
hop outside a ghost and hop up in a phantom
i know i’m ’bout to blow-oh-woah-oh, i ain’t dumb
they try to take my flow, i take they ass for ransom
i know that i’m gone
they see me blowing up, now they say they want a song
i got two twin glocks, turn you to a dancer
i see two twin opps, leave ’em on a banner
and i got two thick thots, wanna l!ck the gang, yeah
mmm, they’re rottin’ my brain, love
these hoes are the same
i admit it, another ho got me finished
broke my heart, oh, no, you didn’t
f-ck sippin’, i’ma down a whole bottle
hard liquor, hard truth, can’t swallow
need a bartender, put me out my sorrow
wake up the next day in the monte carlo
with a new woman, tell me she from colorado
and she love women, she’ll be gone by tomorrow
who am i kiddin’?
all this jealousy and agony that i sit in
i’m a jealous boy, really feel like john lennon
i just want real love, guess it’s been a minute
p-ssed off from the way that i don’t fit in
i don’t fit in
tell me what’s the secret to love, i don’t get it
feel like i be runnin’ a race i’m not winnin’
ran into the devil today and she grinnin’
hey, these girls are insane
uh, all girls are the same
they’re rottin’ my brain, love
think i need a change
before i go insane, love
all girls are the same
they’re rottin’ my brain, love
think i need a change
before i go insane, love
ten minutes, she told me it would take ten minutes
to break my heart, oh no, she didn’t
f-ck livin’, i’ma drown in my sorrow
f-ck givin’, i’ma take not borrow
and i’m still sinnin’, i’m still losin’ my mind
i know i been trippin’, i’m still wastin’ my time
all the time given, am i dyin’? am i livin’?
it’s f-ck feelings, my sorrow go up to the ceilin’
ah, now i am insane
demons in my brain, love
peace i can’t attain
’cause all these girls the same, love
now i am insane
demons in my brain, love
peace i can’t attain
’cause all these girls the same, love

- adam lafdil

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