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letra de posted up! - blackdrift

[intro: blackdrift]
shut the f-ck up, b-tch
i swear to god
we do not care
yeah, yeah

[chorus: blackdrift]
posted up, i got twenty bands on me (b-tch, we posted)
f-ck around, might do a drive-by in a f-cking foreign
feel like a mormon, a thousand wives
i might’ve died a thousand times (might as well)

[verse 1: blackdrift]
make your sh-t dissolve like alkaline
you diss on me, you crossed the line
yeah, crossed his ass up, no jumper
10k on his head, we jumped him
how you only f-ck with white b-tches who don’t even f-ck with you back?
i might just beat his ass if he keeps dissing me on all his tracks
gavwizzy, that’s my stylist
if you f-ck with him, you dying
shoutout geo, that’s my ooter
f-ck with him, gеt hit in your medulla
i met that girl in malibu, i couldn’t care if shе your boo
on that block, we making deals
they know we been serving heavy
i don’t care if they been resting (i do not)
no, i cannot follow back (i cannot)
all i know is run it back (that’s a fact)
all i know is chase a bag (chase a bag)
might blow up like a f-cking frag
get this sh-t like a f-cking frat (yeah, yeah)
feel like keem, lil boy, look at the stats (stats)
i don’t even need this f-cking gat (yeah)
and that’s a fact (yeah)
[chorus: blackdrift]
posted up, i got twenty bands on me (b-tch, we posted)
f-ck around, might do a drive-by in a f-cking foreign
feel like a mormon, a thousand wives
i might’ve died a thousand times
feel like a mormon, a thousand wives
i might’ve died a thousand times (what we cooking?)

[verse 2: slip2crazy]
aye twin, we posted up (we posted)
he talk that sh-t up on his song, but now he choking up
i swear we at his grandma grave and we gon’ smoke it up (dead b-tch)
and they said that they surpassed us, but ain’t close to us (f-ck no)
he call her phone, but she don’t answer ’cause she drinking nut (ew)
i sound like angels to these hoes, but i ain’t heaven scent (let’s go)
i told that b-tch to go to h-ll and ain’t heard nothing since (she dead)
a couple hunnid thousand dollars just like pocket lint (ya dig?)
we move like zombies when we high ’cause i feel dead again (ya dig?)
twenty five for the deal and that’s a bet (that’s a bet)
don’t copy me, just listen to me, you my pet (let’s go)
she always tell me i do better when i’m wet (okay)
’cause she got p-ssy, mouth, and neck, that’s triple threat (okay, okay)
can’t call me broke, ain’t you in debt?
that b-tch you cuffed, she chewed the rest (let’s go)
i like that sloppy, nothing less (let’s go)
k!lling the beat ’til there’s nothing else left
he gasping for air, i told him to chill
you need to take less of a hit
i’ma get y’all f-cked up, like smokey said
puff and pass the hit, b-tch (it’s lit)
[chorus: blackdrift, slip2crazy & both]
posted up, i got twenty bands on me (b-tch, we posted) (ya dig?)
f-ck around, might do a drive-by in a f-cking foreign
feel like a mormon, a thousand wives
i might’ve died a thousand times
feel like a mormon, a thousand wives
i might’ve died a thousand times (what we cooking?)

[outro: blackdrift & slip2crazy]
this just the intro, real sh-t
huh?
yeah, yeah
let’s go!
shh
d-mn, my lungs hurt
this drip is unheard

- blackdrift

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