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letra de 9 p.m. freestyle - bandingo ygne

[verse 1]
she out here thottin kendra l-st
but she wanna be treated like cinderella
so much drip needa d-mn umbrella
the way yo b-tch eatin my d-ck up raw
i think lil shordy got salmonella
b-tch i do this for the fans f-ck a n-gga mean i don’t need no coach-lla
thumbin through this money like a f-ckin bankteller
got adhd a n-gga can’t settle
artist of the year needa f-ckin gold medal
you lightweight like a f-ckin rose petal
yo rhymes ain’t poppin you ain’t got no kettle
needa battle somebody on yo level

[verse 2]
i got old bread, my sh-t growing fungus
he ain’t who they claim christopher columbus
big baby dingo he stay dhat f-ck sh-t
pockets goliath my sh-t be humongous
n-ggas gon die if they start up some ruckus
12 k!llin n-ggas so who serving justice
how you gon find me the streets ain’t yo compass
semi dump, wet em up
he gon need swimming trunks
pop yo waste, this sh-t jumpin
this the type sh-t that help a muf-ckin midget jump
i can not wife her she ain’t really did enough
she keep callin my phone
blocked, denied
heard you a turkey tryna shoot yo shot
shot denied
opps despise, blocks divide
i ain’t talkin tetris, blocks divide
you had got the game on lock but i got the wrench
she selfish as f-ck she want every inch
i hit it on top while we kissing in french
she get on her knees i bust on her lip
put em inna trunk, then drive off a f-ckin cliff
you want smoke n-gga come take a hit
f-ck n-gga ain’t no money to split
crash dummy that lil b-tch gettin hit
[verse 3]
i can’t be tied down don’t really know what’s a lasso
he don’t want smoke he allergic to tobacco
he’ll start breaking out, red dots where his hat go
you say you a soldier p-ssy n-gga i’m commando
what’s a shadow to the night?
what’s a fist to a knife
what’s a pig to warthog b-tch take a hint
for ya face end up on a t-shirt covered in lint
walkin with a limp cause i f-cked you up you ain’t a pimp n-gga

[verse 4]
made 15 racks sittin on my ass
they said i’m broke i just sit back and laugh
she on my d-ck cause i get to bag
how you gon hate when you jackin my swag
dragging my nuts
smackin ya sl-t
she throating my sh-t and she don’t even gag
dayuuuuum
it should be illegal twerkin all of dat ass
zay said f-ck dat opp sh-t
trilly told me i should pop sh-t
why these n-ggas pop sl!ck
that’s cause they ain’t got sh-t
shoutout nat nat she bad as f-ck
f-ck her raw i don’t wrap it up
said your money multiplying asking for a bag boy this sh-t ain’t adding up
zay said f-ck dat opp sh-t
trilly told me i should pop sh-t
why these n-ggas pop sl!ck
that’s cause they ain’t got sh-t
shoutout nat nat she bad as f-ck
f-ck her raw i don’t wrap it up
said your money multiplying asking for a bag boy this sh-t ain’t adding up

- bandingo ygne

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