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letra de battle (stem edit) - beatsbyadz

[intro]
ayo, adz going crazy
last dude on the track

[chorus: juice wrld]
uh, i let my demons in, in, in, in
sh-t just started sinkin’ in, in, in, in
they tell me i would never ever win this battle
but i disagree and i reply “i got drugs on my side”

[post-chorus: juice wrld, xxxtentacion]
living has benefits, look at me, rich as a b-tch
you hate yourself, so you hate me
you should go and slit your wrists
p-ssy boy, cl-toris
looky boy, i ain’t with that sweet sh-t
this not a jar of cookies boy, i go through enough sh-t (ayy, ayy)

[verse 1: xxxtentacion]
fistfight, uh, can’t do that, we tote them d-cks like (ayy)
gunfight, know that this ain’t what you want (uh, uh)
yes, i’m drippin’ like i’m fiji, huh (like i’m)
my wrist froze, i’m freezin’, huh (i’m freezin’)
i made this sh-t look easy, huh (look easy, ayy)
on your fridge, no jesus, huh (ayy)
spin on my d-ck, uh, yuh
just like a fidget, uh, yuh (ayy! ayy!)
when she on my d-ck, uh, ayy
look like a midget, uh, ayy (ayy!)
okay, lil’ shawty wan’ eat on my body
just like a frito-lay, uh, yuh
just like i’m phineas, or like lil’ ferb!
“what did you do today?,” uh, yuh, ayy (ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy)
[verse 2: trippie redd]
i’m like, b-tch, f-ck you mean? uh (f-ck you mean)
we can link (yeah), uh, suck my meat (meat)
please don’t show no t–th, uh (show no t–th)
p-ssy pink, uh, beat it in the sheets, uh (beat it in the sheets)
we can link (link), meet me in the streets, yeah (meet me in the streets)
ayy, f-ck you and your posse (f-ck your gang), f-ck everybody
i might pull up, catch a body (body)
ride like kawasaki (yeah), b-tch, i feel like i’m too c-cky (c-cky)
oops, i meant, “too bocky” (bocky, b-tch)
bad red-bone, she look like taki’s
static shock, she shock me (ha)

[verse 3: juice wrld]
these lil’ n-ggas be tryna to annoy me
shoot ’em in the face twice, it’s boring
life getting hard, time for the morphine
told a f-ck n-gga’s mom i will k!ll her son
and throw him in the ocean, no swimming (yuh)
purple my seams, oh my god, i hope it’s working (uh)
[verse 4: lil uzi vert]
wings on top of the motherf-cking d, pull up in some big, big sh-t, not a lease
double c, chanel on my feet, you don’t know what’s really up under my seat
oversize plain balmain my tee, bad b-tch pullin’ up ridin’ the jeep
she got her friend in the passenger seat, i f-ck both of them off, my g
treatin’ the ‘rari like srt, one for you and one for me
tell me what you want from me, ’cause the bad intentions what i see
on the real, baby, like, you could just leave
on some real, i need some time just to breathe
knew you wasn’t bein’ honest to me
’cause i’m a big dog and you chasin’ the fleas

[post-chorus: juice wrld]
living has benefits, look at me, rich as a b-tch
you hate yourself, so you hate me
you should go and slit your wrists
p-ssy boy, cl-toris
looky boy, i ain’t with that sweet sh-t
this not a jar of cookies boy, i go through enough sh-t

- beatsbyadz

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