a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de clown - angel heist

[verse 1: angel heist]
i check yo b-tch, that’s head to toe
that’s why i keep my head with foes
zotiyac that’s my big bro
you step on mine, don’t hit me phone
don’t take a hit, get back, ayy
b-tch betty, ready got packs, ayy
f-ck around, [?] got smacked, ayy
don’t put your hand on my sack
[?] in a second, don’t talk ’bout my presence
f-ck around and still ain’t carry no weapon
fifty seconds and i leave you like peasant
snitchin’ [?] your head in a second
snuck in yo house, we don’t need the key
these people be deep like the infantry
f-ck what you do, don’t play wit me
p-ssy be deep like the ocean sea

[bridge: zotiyac]
i came to f-ck some sh-t up, yuh
i might just shoot up the club, yuh
whoever said she want f-ck, yuh
godd-mn the lightning just struck
i never give ’em my trust, yuh
try to finesse me, i bust, yuh
claim my music for yo b-tch, woah
lil n-gg- you got some guts

[verse 2: zotiyac]
’cause i’m too attractive, yo girl too ecstatic
the word is impacting, i’m over my head
the call me the magnus, i feel like a magnet
i whip out the magnum if we never met
but i think it’s wonderful, yo b-tch too comfortable
i give her lunchables, she give me head
and after i clapping, if i’m not relaxing
i think i’m relapsing, collapse and i’m dead
these n-gg-s should know what the f-ck it is
i might cop a dawg but can’t cuff a b-tch
i’m holdin’ that heat like an oven mitt
these n-gg-s want beef they can suck a d-ck
no more cannot bleed from my f-cking wrist
b-tch gimme the shot i’ll be bussin’ it
lowkey, i think i’m way above this sh-t
pas-pish, the choppa be stutterin’
nothing to say, i might shoot it, ayy
keeping my cool i might lose it, ayy
i show up to school but don’t do sh-t, ayy
but everyone know i’m not stupid, ayy
i’m way ahead of these students, ayy
i give a f-ck ’bout your movements, ayy
if it ain’t the crow, then it’s useless, ayy
so you keep on droppin’ that bullsh-t, ayy
n-gg-s be smoking on boof sh-t, ayy
the headache, that muhf-ckin’ tumor, ayy
i do not listen to rumors, ayy
i clean that lil b-tch like a broomer, ayy

[outro: zotiyac]
n-gg- catch a fade
if he duck, we can play
pistol tucked, hit the pave
pretty sh-t, meet yo grave
totin’ that .40 and he can get sprayed
i am not offended b-tch are you afraid
pull the extended clip, gun is like short
i wanna remember this, put it on tape

- angel heist

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS