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letra de hook reaper - amg dolo

[intro]
aye
y’all gotta hear this in headphones, this beat too weird

[verse]
why would i trust her. she not a ten
shawty keep lyin’ to me
just bein’ hunnid, ten by ten
she only gave half to me
i’m southside so we had to be on p
she go outside to get on her knees
bad lil b-tch, she don’t ever say please
i tell her, “i got what you need”
you can’t handle me, i’m a different breed
you ain’t find n0body like me, i’m a different c
we take his life, the plan was plannеd
growing beans on a stick
when i get rich, yеah, gotta keep a bl!ck
n-ggas be down bad tryna love you sick
if you come in this area, we leave you six feet
and i ain’t talking corona
pull up your mans, they don’t even know you
unless they’ll pull up right on you
i got h-rns and they call me [?]
bad lil b-tch, she was all on my face
sucky b-tch, she wanna k!ll out the way
i could never let her backdoor me
if i drop it low, she gotta slide with me
we was just trippin’ off ecstacy
i couldn’t stop talking, i was riding the beat
pull out the grain and roll up the leaf
i’m hokage, ain’t talking leaf
i’m top of the charts, so i say, “f-ck a cheat”
drownin’ in water, i parted the sea
i feel like moses, i’m breakin’ a [?]
god gave me the teller, now i show what it is
my voice be movin’ on different vibrations
listen to this saturation
i found myself celebration
just to lose my self, mistaken, uh
no, i don’t do no datin’, uh
i never bite no steak in, uh
my n-ggas out, they stakin’, uh
we get out here, we just sayin’, uh
new patek be all on my wrist, so i feel like i’m uzi, i’m talkin’ my sh-t (yeah)
i could just pull up and yeet, bands, money so long in this b-tch (yeah)
tryna find a real motherf-cker in the sand, i can’t find that sh-t (yeah)
i told you my new girl a ten, but she keep on lyin’ and sh-t
smokin’ on chemical magnements, tryna turn something right, some madness
so many flows like i’m mad, i’ll switch it up, controversy then it’s sad
i’ll talk about my feelings, but they don’t wanna hear that sh-t
i could talk about the money, yeah that’s it, they wanna hear that sh-t
hunnid k, we go and sn-tch it out, chase
we got the bands and four hour ace
g-lock crazy, it switch up your face
educated leos hittin’ the face
n-ggas, we don’t ever miss no face
pssh, b-tch
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