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letra de goat status - ak 5ifty4our

[chorus: ak 5ifty4our]
up in that big body truck, up in that big body truck, yeah
i could not give a f-ck, i could not give a f-ck ’bout you and your gang you know it’s up, yeah, yeah, you know it’s up
slidin’ ’round with the muhf-ckin’ glock, the muhf-ckin’ glock pop then it’s up, yeah

[verse 1: ak 5ifty4our]
i just bought a glock 43 from the muhf-ckin’ store
i got your b-tch in my crib, yeah, she gon’ hit the floor
i had my gang k!ll your gang ’cause you not my bro
in the studio twenty-four seven ’cause you know that i am the g.o.a.t
i be stuck up on this lean, yeah, i gotta pour
i’m f-ckin’ up your b-tch, yeah, you know she get sore
i been in my own lane, i just hit the ignore
i can’t f-ck with your b-tch, nah, ’cause she a muhf-ckin’ wh0re
i’m never lackin’, you know i got the bl!ck tucked
yeah, i’m f-ckin’ your sh-t up, i’m f-ckin’ your b-tch up
f-ck my nut up then i kick your b-tch out, i got a quick f-ck
f-ckin’ your gang up all the time, you know that it is up

[chorus: ak 5ifty4our]
up in that big body truck, up in that big body truck, yеah
i could not give a f-ck, i could not give a f-ck ’bout you and your gang you know it’s up, yeah, yеah, you know it’s up
slidin’ ’round with the muhf-ckin’ glock, the muhf-ckin’ glock pop then it’s up, yeah

[verse 2: ywd steph]
gen 5 pop, hit his body watch him milly rock
f-ck 12, f-ck the cops, feeling like they hating us
evil lil’ b-tch wanna f-ck on a period, tell that hoe she must be delirious
walk him down, yeah, we leaving them brutal
grr, boaw, chopper do judo
like f-ck it im clutching, if that boy play, we gon’ k!ll him for nothing
red bottom, my feet, i love it
i’m in love with the wock’, i’m in love with the drugs
loving the drugs, i’m loving the wock’
that sh-t in cup, that sh-t give me love
feel like the greatest of all time when i’m off the drugs
i can’t fall in love, mama told me i’m in love with drugs
what inside your headphone? ak 5ifty4our
n-ggas b-tchin’ like some hoes
hit ’em with the rod
run to the bag and i feel like i’m him
i pop in your xanny, i’m booted again
these n-ggas be talking, i’m not your friend
[chorus: ak 5ifty4our]
up in that big body truck, up in that big body truck, yeah
i could not give a f-ck, i could not give a f-ck ’bout you and your gang you know it’s up, yeah, yeah, you know it’s up
slidin’ ’round with the muhf-ckin’ glock, the muhf-ckin’ glock pop then it’s up, yeah

- ak 5ifty4our

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