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letra de killers of sheep - blanket heron

[intro: theylovefrioo]
alright let’s do it
f-ck!
yeah, it’s frioo!
yeah, f-ck!
huh!

[hook: theylovefrioo and blanket heron]
yeah!
(f-ck, f-ck, f-ck)
(f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck)
what? what? b-tch!
yeah!
yeah, yeah
(f-ck, f-ck, f-ck)
yeah, yeah
(f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck)
yeah, yeah

[verse 1: blanket heron and theylovefrioo]
yeah, like lex
luther on a b-tch, i prep
t-rex, stepping on a n-gga, i flex
blade, b-tch, i cut these n-ggas necks
i strep, i stamp
n-gga i strut
b-tch reflux
make a b-tch gag like punk’d
b-tch that’s the gag, no stunk
my sh-t stink i can’t front
slap it on a b-tch like sl!ck
back a n-gga up, i’m a pimp, uh
curvin’ on a hoe like a road
rollin’ stick-shift
shift it in reverse like you towed
no tellin’ who a n-gga told
i’m flyin’ over these hoes like crows
n-gga, you go!
flyin’ over every hoe i done outgrowed
n-gga, get up!
i meant, uh
i meant outgrew
n-gga, get up!
who the f-ck you thought you knew?
now a n-gga pullin’ up like a f-ckin’, yeah
[hook: theylovefrioo and lui archives]
yeah!
(f-ck, f-ck, f-ck)
(f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck)
what? what? b-tch!
yeah!
(f-ck, f-ck, f-ck)
i’m blankin’, n-gga
i’m blankin’, n-gga
i’m blankin’, n-gga
(f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck)

[verse 2: lui archives and theylovefrioo]
i’m blankin’, n-gga
ball hard like james harden, n-gga
jump off of the porch, you ain’t harley, n-gga
busted the ops, we ain’t arguin’, n-gga
turn’em to runts, go figure
where’s waldo? he bustin’ the trigger
wait?
y’all thought i was finished?
i pulled up, mclaren
it wasn’t even rented
bad b-tch with me she look like ‘rueche, rented
suck me real good
bought her brand new titty
no a-cup, got her double d’d up
new chanel, though, c’d up
don’t look at my neck, gon’ freeze up
hop on the beat and go crazy
hit from the back, still won’t have her baby
won’t stop ‘til i’m at a table with jay z
landed in new york, and it’s brick
brick on my wrist, look like a l!ck
i could back out in a ‘rari or wraith, b-tch i’m rich
don’t got no time for your sh-t
won’t sign a check for less than a million
feel like bill gates, tryna’ run up a billion
off a computer, my n-ggas be scammin’
get off the ‘gram with all of that cappin’
you ain’t livin’ like that
if they runnin’ your sh-t, you ain’t get sh-t back
put money on my head
gotta be more than a lil ass, lil ass rat
n-ggas know better than that
and that is a fact
f-cked on your b-tch, and you can’t get her back
get her hair done, ‘cause she losin’ them tracks
skrrt!
step on the gas, forgot i had breaks, n-gga
skrrt!
h-llcat, good with the race, n-gga
yeah!
[verse 3: theylovefrioo]
yeah, yeah!
i’m in orlando, i’m f-ckin’ her face
b-tches ain’t keepin’ in line with my pace
b-tch stay be talkin’ the f-ck out my face
i’m finna cum on her face like some mace
b-tch call me mac ‘cause i stay on her face
she wanna try me, she gettin’ replaced
diamonds need water, she like how i taste
beat the sh-t down like i’m fightin’ the case
b-tch, i’m a monster!
uh, b-tches in love with my tongue (huh!)
she wanna suck on my tongue
i looked dead at that b-tch, said “is you dumb?”
(b-tch, is you dumb!?)
b-tch, i am nasty, uh
i’m with your friend gettin’ nasty, uh
n-ggas want beef, they get nasty
i’m not lil rico, they say frioo nasty
n-gga not classy
sh-t’ll get rough
sh-t’ll get tough
we in your city, we callin’ your bluff
n-ggas get folded, i call’em a cuff
she want a freebase, her nose got some stuffing
i’m a big dog, you a puppy
they say my name ‘cause they love me
n-ggas want beef, it get ugly
that beef from mcdonald’s, mcloving
yeah!
[hook: theylovefrioo]
yeah!
(f-ck, f-ck, f-ck)
(f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck)
what? what? b-tch!
yeah!
(f-ck, f-ck, f-ck)
(f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck)

- blanket heron

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