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letra de cräzy - artla

[припев]
(o-oh, attention, flight 605 to tokyo is ready for departure)
b-tch, i’m laughin’ all the way to the bank (skrrt)
b-tch, i’m laughin’ while your b-tch give me brain (hahaha, o-oh)
pop a e, pop a x with the drank
stupid b-tch are you kiddin’? i won’t eat it, that sh-t stank (o-oh)
you not a shooter, that sh-t doesn’t f-ckin’ bang (o-oh)
she hid cocaine in her panties for me, now she in the cell
fight away these demons, tell ’em, “i’ll see you in h-ll”
they can’t never get to the m’s, so take the f-ckin’ l
i was swervin’, swervin’, swervin’, swervin’, swervin’ in a godd-mn truck (brr-brr-brr)
i was just loadin’ up, loadin’ up, loadin’ up guns that i took out of the trunk (brr-brr-brr)
i was just shootin’ and shootin’ and shootin’ and shootin’ ’til he got a twеnty-sixth buck
you was just servin’ and servin’ and servin’ and sеrvin’ and servin’ for a motherf-ckin’ buck (you suck)
i was just splurgin’, splurgin’, splurgin’, splurgin’, splurgin’ ’til i’m like, f-ck
i was just gettin’ and gettin’ and gettin’ and gettin’ deeper ’til i’m in her gut
i was just nuttin’ and nuttin’ and nuttin’ and nuttin’ ’til all of my kids on her b-tt
and i was just pourin’ up, pourin’ up, pourin’ up, pourin’ up all this motherf-ckin’ mud

[куплет]
o-oh, i might die for you, я плохой шинигами
я вижу суть с закрытыми глазами, я вижу сук с закрытыми глазами
b-tch got a good brain, but she a zombie
did it on purpose, b-tch better don’t try me (o-oh)
srt, trackhawk, bentley, double r
vvs shinin’, этот свет не от фар
i’m blessed and cursed, i’m blessed and cursed, где мой дар?
где пропан? я его скурил, он пропал (na-na-na)
им не нравится мой flow, а ей нравится cashflow
ей не нравится весь dope, но ей нравится весь трэп-дом
ей нравится этот dough
сосет, будто это ее долг, i don’t even like her, keep it on the low, yeah
что я сделал для нее? да ничего (nun’), evil girl on go
.40 on me, i’ma let it fly, let it fly, let it fly
if she ain’t f-ckin’ then we gotta say, “goodbye”
ooh, ooh, i’ma beat it up like mike ty’
ooh, ooh, ooh, i’m fly as h-ll, so i’m in the sky, uh-huh
сука хочет денег просто невыносимо
she f-ck my head and my wallet up, но она красива
ее приняли с моим весом, но она откосила
теперь ей не доступна даже моя трэп-мобила
[припев]
b-tch, i’m laughin’ all the way to the bank (skrrt)
b-tch, i’m laughin’ while your b-tch give me brain (hahaha, o-oh)
pop a e, pop a x with the drank
stupid b-tch are you kiddin’? i won’t eat it, that sh-t stank (o-oh)
you not a shooter, that sh-t doesn’t f-ckin’ bang (o-oh)
she hid cocaine in her panties for me, now she in the cell
fight away these demons, tell ’em, “i’ll see you in h-ll”
they can’t never get to the m’s, so take the f-ckin’ l
i was swervin’, swervin’, swervin’, swervin’, swervin’ in a godd-mn truck (brr-brr-brr)
i was just loadin’ up, loadin’ up, loadin’ up guns that i took out of the trunk (brr-brr-brr)
i was just shootin’ and shootin’ and shootin’ and shootin’ ’til he got a twenty-sixth buck
you was just servin’ and servin’ and servin’ and servin’ and servin’ for a motherf-ckin’ buck (you suck)
i was just splurgin’, splurgin’, splurgin’, splurgin’, splurgin’ ’til i’m like, f-ck
i was just gettin’ and gettin’ and gettin’ and gettin’ deeper ’til i’m in her gut
i was just nuttin’ and nuttin’ and nuttin’ and nuttin’ ’til all of my kids on her b-tt
and i was just pourin’ up, pourin’ up, pourin’ up, pourin’ up all this motherf-ckin’ mud

- artla

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