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letra de alaskan bull worm - ak tarantino & d.b chapo

[intro]
jake angel on the track

[verse 1: ak tarantino]
on the way to bust a brick of fent (on the way to do it)
old rider smith & wesson bank (bury your ass in rugers)
old slider call of duty, got the angle through it
like i’m [?] with this fit i got on, called the alaskan bull worm
i just had to stop and take a breather for a minute, d-mn
i get off my rocks, you couldn’t please her, you a minute man
slidin’ with this heater, gettin’ high, turn on the ceilin’ fan
i just packed a cool, like, twenty coolers in the sprinter van
top down, country bops out, we bumpin’ johnny cash
glock ’round, chunky top on it, i blow the glocky back
have the crowd circle his block, and make it a laundromat
like ronda rousеy, uppercut him, and bake his momma’s back
b-tch, i got the glocky with a drum, look likе a f-ckin’ dong
i know they some white boys, but they go hard every f-ckin’ song
d-mn, i’m finna spark the wood up, this b-tch way too f-ckin’ long
thirty-nine obama drones slidin’ into your f-ckin’ home

[interlude: ak tarantino]
like, is you f-ckin’ home?
h-ll nah, cuz’, i’m on a, i’m on a business trip
business trip? man
i’m finna send this obama drone on a business trip to your crib, and blow up your horse
[chorus: ak tarantino]
i hit up the boys, so i’m tryna see what the boys on
steppin’ with this fifty, my city look like it’s warzone
f-ck that crib, i want chickens and pigeons on the farm, hoe
i’m sippin’ on henny, i called the lyft, and left the bar gone
i hit up the boys, so i’m tryna see what the boys on
steppin’ with this fifty, my city look like it’s warzone
f-ck that crib, i want chickens and pigeons on the farm, hoe
i’m sippin’ on henny, i called the lyft, and left the bar gone

[verse 2: d.b chapo]
sippin’ faygo with henny, ayy, my lil’ thing pretty
she got a fat ass with a little waist, got time for her quickies
so i might go and lay her over, get them britches off quickly
i spin the block on top a horse like that revolver’s been silly, hold on
spin the block, i ride the carriage like a maserati
that revolver’s been silly, it can’t wait to catch a body
get that cowboy hat and boots, and then go kick that kawasaki
hit that lo’ on top a atv, that’s how we do this properly

[interlude: d.b chapo]
man, that’s how we do this properly ’round here (what we be doin’?)
we be, we be out, been out them [?]
leavin’ that motherf-ckin’ bag off one
ree-ne-ne, ree-ne-ne, ayy, ayy, ayy
[verse 3: d.b chapo]
roll him in a swisher, my revolver came with missiles
on that wagon, sound like srts when they go buy a whistle
in the glove box, i got pistols, that new za pack taste like skittles
make a bad b-tch, took her home, and figured out she f-ck with crystals
ayy, rinse that drug, get the low gone
[?] filled up with ice, i’m startin’ to feel like f-ckin’ frozone
step into this bando, you must know that this a dope home
fill the [?] with ice like i was munchin’ on a snow cone

[bridge: d.b chapo]
ayy, munchin’ on a snow cone
i was munchin’ on a snow cone
all this weed up in the whip, you ain’t know it was homegrown
holdin’ that [?], crank that [?] past the ozone
yeah, munchin’ on a snow cone
i was munchin’ on a snow cone
all this weed up in the whip, you ain’t know it was homegrown
holdin’ that [?], crank that [?] past the ozone

[chorus: ak tarantino]
i hit up the boys, so i’m tryna see what the boys on
steppin’ with this fifty, my city look like it’s warzone
f-ck that crib, i want chickens and pigeons on the farm, hoe
i’m sippin’ on henny, i called the lyft, and left the bar gone
[outro: ak tarantino]
man, two shots of the godd-mn [?]
d-mn

- ak tarantino d b chapo

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