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letra de headbutt - avig$

[intro]
yuh
yup
ooo
flint gannng
flint gang
yuhh, 9o8 b-tch
welzzzerrr

[verse 1 – phil the kid]
dabs hit me like a headb-tt
collecting money like a hedge fund
i got whiskey d-ck so i can’t f-ck
you’re such a p-ssy, but you get none
like uh, ain’t it ironic, i am iconic
i’m in the cut like an antibiotic
the way that they rhyme it like ain’t he bionic
i’m on it xanny and pints got me feeling psychotic
you tellin’ me get it i got it
i got it for cheap
a chick in my bed and she soaking the sheets like a split to the head
and rolling on e, ecstasy
i got weaponry, i got bad b-tches right next to me
you getting money well my stacks thicker
i’m taking shots, cl-ss picture
if you wanna scr-p then i’m there bro
cuz we got the tools, hardware store
it’s phil the kid on the f-cking track
split ur jaw if you talking trash
you call me twice, i don’t call her back

[verse 2 – avigs]
yuh yuh yuh
i’m a king u listen when i speak
peasants stay dissing but waiting for the leak
gielas on my feet, freak when i’m geeked
having vivid dreams, ski shooting laser beams
off a few beans only smoking green
gucci round my waist, sweet is her taste
tortellini wit a twist
your b-tch on my hip, got her doing backflips
coming off floor number 4, loko really want some more
walking to the store
40s in the bag, loud in my mouth
y’all who doubt would f-ck for the clout (yeah)
i’m the one that held it down
i’m the one that made ya proud
i’m the one that brought a crowd
i’m the one that told ya how
i’m the one who pull up in the skrrt
driving in ya he-rs-, make ya b-tch squirt
hit em where it hurts, tryna get turnt
lucky they my sons, inhaling in my lungs
gonna use my tongue, bet that b-tch always c-ms
clowns watch out i’m coming on the hunt (yeh)

coming straight outta h-ll, u can call me annabelle
far from the beach but u catch a few sh-lls
living in a well, got a few rings
diamonds going bling, step up in my ring
now we gettin lyrical, time to get imperial
im hungry, bouta go seriel
mind on freak, know i’m venereal
always have material, always gonna be real
fam coming wit me thats a big meal

[verse 3 – phil the kid]
yuh yuh
yo my blunt lit, my drink poured
my b-tch bad, her pants soft
call me flux pavillion because i can’t stop
but that song old and i’m all new
what i’ll do is cut your head off
i’ll serve that sh-t to the dogs like it’s dog food
my b-tch nasty like mall food

[outro]
yeaaaaaaaaah
yo we off the sh-ts up in here
it’s the flint gang in this b-tch
i don’t give a f-ck
you know we talking from that dirty jerz, that 9o8 gang
you know what i’m saying
this the sh-t from the top, and you never gonna stop
bro we coming off the f-cking block hot
and you know we off the top erryday
we playing pong in the room, you know we just gon live it
f-ck you saying, repost that sh-t

- avig

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