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letra de ​destroy - bby keo

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[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah (hey, where’s rolo, yeah)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, let’s go)
yeah, yeah, yeah, b-tch (yeah, gang)

[verse]
i’m real, n-gga, don’t need your opinion
he talking down, then i call up the minions
these n-ggas stank and i can’t go fix it
bro told me, “[?],” i can’t even listen
your sh-t is foggy, it can’t even glisten
i don’t give a f-ck if his sh-t went missing (let’s go)
that n-gga a loser, he failing the mission
they off of that pack, got ’em scratching and itching
if he talking sh-t, then i’m scr-pping and hitting
i’m beating the cat, meow-meow, i ain’t kitten
these n-ggas be p-ssy as f-ck
i chill with your b-tch with my d-ck in her b-tt
found a bad little b-tch, turned her right to my sl-t
you would think that i’m red, way i pop out the cut
man, you know i go hard like a mo’f-cking rock
i’ma laugh at that boy, give that n-gga a flock
i can fight with my hands, i don’t need me a glock
n-gga tried to square up and that boy got dropped, like why even try?
bro, you a b-tch, i can see it in your eyes
these n-ggas cap, i can see them lies
smoking the pack, now i’m up in the sky
you is a b-tch and i hope that you die
they reach out they hand, want a piece of the pie
they ask how i’m doing, i’m just getting by
can’t wait to go up, man, the hate was too long
the p-ssy was weak, but the head game strong
if he want the smoke, i’ma send him a bong
[?], sucking d-ck in a thong
destroying the city, i’m too king kong
his b-tch weird as f-ck, b-tch, leave me ‘lone
he talking down, then i call up the minions
these n-ggas stank and i can’t go fix it
bro told me, “[?],” i can’t even listen
your sh-t is foggy, it can’t even glisten
i don’t give a f-ck if his sh-t went missing (let’s go)
that n-gga a loser, he failing the mission
they off of that pack, got ’em scratching and itching
if he talking sh-t, then i’m scr-pping and hitting
i’m beating the cat, meow-meow, i ain’t kitten
these n-ggas be p-ssy as f-ck
i chill with your b-tch with my d-ck in her b-tt
found a bad little b-tch, turned her right to my sl-t
you would think that i’m red, way i pop out the cut
man, you know i go hard like a mo’f-cking rock
i’ma laugh at that boy, give that n-gga a flock
i can fight with my hands, i don’t need me a glock
n-gga tried to square up and that boy got dropped, like why even try?
bro, you a b-tch, i can see it in your eyes
these n-ggas cap, i can see them lies
smoking the pack, now i’m up in the sky
you is a b-tch and i hope that you die
they reach out they hand, want a piece of the pie
they ask how i’m doing, i’m just getting by
can’t wait to go up, man, the hate was too long
the p-ssy was weak, but the head game strong
if he want the smoke, i’ma send him a bong
[?], sucking d-ck in a thong
i’m too d-mn right and i’m always wrong
i’m too d-mn popping, these n-ggas, they clones
i feel like a dog ’cause he gave her a bone (keo, you’re so fire)

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