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letra de tik tokers pt. 2 ! - armanibanz!

tik tokers pt. 2 ! lyrics
[intro]
e-e-enrgy made this one!

[verse: armanibanz, bdg dizzy, & lil garbage truck]
we makin’ bands, and y’all n-ggas not
found the opps, now we campin’ out, on they f-ckin’ block
we finna walk down and beat they ass, since they talkin’ hot
[?] in the trap, i’m out here singin’ like i’m travis scott
n-ggas be cappin’, they makin’ cash, but they really not
really got scammed, [?], i know you n-ggas hot
i’on’t got opps, ’cause i can’t beef if you ain’t got a lot (ayy)
i just want top, ’cause i can’t f-ck, these b-tches really thots (lil garbage truck, yuh!)
i just got top, and scared it off and left her in ‘er feels
spinnin’ his block, we skin his ass like a orange peel
he hard on the block, but under pressure that n-gga gon’ squeal
broke ass n-ggas out hеre fightin’ over oatmeal
uh, thеm bands come i done made a few
i run up to the mall, and blow a bag on some f-ckin’ shoes
i ain’t talkin’ nikes lil’ n-gga i’m talkin’ christian loubs
thumbin’ through my chicken lil’ n-gga, i’m thumbin’ through them blues
come and shop at foot locker n-gga, ’cause i be sellin’ shoes
i be sellin’ too so whatchu want i might just sell to you
that n-gga need a snitch award, gold medal you
i think i need the bl!ck award, ’cause i’mma step on you
i think i need the sh-t award, (why?), ’cause i’m sh-ttin’ on b-tches
and he don’t need that bl!ck award because he shootin’ and missin’
aye you a lil’ ass boy, n-gga mind yo’ business
and i just f-cked this n-gga’ b-tch, and i gave her kisses
d-mn, that n-gga really just f-cked my b-tch
b-tch was suicidal told that b-tch, “lemme slit yo’ wrist”
told me she was pregnant now i’m finna go slit my wrist
i just got pulled over, had to hide the grams
grandma won’t shut the f-ck up, i’m ’bout to k!ll my gramps!
beat a n-gga’ ass and f-cked his grams!
d-mn, yeah, that b-tch bad as h-ll
hittin’ her from the back her booty clap that sh-t fat as h-ll
send her n-gga a video of us f-ckin’, he ’bout mad as h-ll
f-ckin’ on this fat b-tch, she ’bout big as a f-ckin’ whale
i just hit a b-tch for 50 cents, at the taco bell!
spread that b-tch legs, gotd-mn, what the f-ck’s that smell?
slide up in yo’ b-tch, you can call me gary the snail
pulled her legs up, i see a d-ck, n-gga what the h-ll!
told that b-tch to come over, and come jingle my bells
(oh, jingle bells) ring a ding ding ding ding
she just jingled my bells!
i’m out here huntin’ for the coochie like hunter x hunter
how are you doing today i’m the coochie muncher
[?] flow, i f-cked his hoe and that n-gga punched her
i’m scarin’ the coochie you can call me the coochie monster
pulled up, on a n-gga, wit’ a, rocket launcher
got a physical and the doctor looked at my d-ck
she was like “gaw d-mn!”
we out this b-tch, man, tik tokers part two

- armanibanz

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