letra de #runitback - blckk
[intro: blckk]
haha, hah, yeah
scythe
[verse 1: blckk]
ayy, she wanna save me
but if i’m f-cking up again, i’m in the same place, uh (what?)
you better pay me
’cause i don’t like this sh-t no more, you bet not play me, b-tch
gimme cash, f-ck the rest of this dumb sh-t
fourteen in your house with a .30 clip
he said “f-ck it all, i feel like i’ma dump this”
but we got work to do, so catching cases dumb sh-t
i don’t shoot, but you people make me want to
see you move, but you public, giving opps clues
this ain’t news, all the sh-t you love to talk now
i been doing this a while, got my ranks, b-tch
[chorus: blckk]
ayy, b-tch, i still watch you f-ckers for the fake sh-t
make this motherf-cking money while i’m still here
f-ck that, all the sh-t you put out make my head hurt
run it back, you been talking reckless, that’s your health there
ayy, b-tch, i still watch you f-ckers for the fake sh-t
make this motherf-cking money while i’m still here
f-ck that, all the sh-t you put out make my head hurt
run it back, you been talking reckless, that’s your health there
[post-chorus: blckk & afourteen]
ayy, and if you see me, b-tch, don’t talk to me, f-ck
the sh-t you act ain’t what you wanna be, what?
i’m screaming “f-ck ’em” ’til they get me k!lled, uh
’cause i’ma do this if they hate me still (yeah, ayy)
[bridge: afourteen & blckk]
they call me afourteen, the zombie
i got the ski mask, n0body can stop me, hah
[?] ski mask, no hockey
when i pull up, b-tch, i’m busting the glocky, hah
might go catch a couple bodies
sliding up on you, drop bombs, kamikaze, hah
afourteen, uh, uh
what’s up?
ayy, ayy
[verse 2: afourteen]
[?]
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