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letra de fck dat n1gg4 - bootleg carti

[verse: lil slumpster]
i got them bands, they tucked next to the glock
just like carti, hid the glock in my sock
stand on the corner, sell that moonrock
bad b-tch, on my jock
.223, it came with a stick
everyday i hustle, i sold yo’ b-tch
i sold her for that watch on my wrist
she suck on my d-ck and gave you a kiss!
i got a glocky, you n-ggas are hoes
tonio a b-tch, and jaytee my foe
skrtin’ down the street, we on mack road
lil durag a b-tch, i k!lled him in that rolls
f-ck his b-tch, she be touching her toes
pulled up on his ass, and he froze
all of my shooters they be on go
all of my n-ggas they be on go
.223 and the draco
i hit him in the eye, then the nose, gah d-mn

[verse 2: bootleg carti]
she suck on my d-ck thеn i bought her some shoes
whеn a n-gga sad, it’s a whole lotta blues
i pull up and shoot at ya and ya whole crew
when i pull up, glockie knock out them tooth
yeah, i got a stick, i got that lil b-tch
when i pull up, all of my bullets they hit
that b-tch real nasty, she like to get fisted
you know i’m a bootleg, like sierra mist
[verse 3: lil slumpster]
yeah he a bootleg like sierra mist
check my style, i got all that drip
he run up on me, get his wig split
i’m a rockstar, b-tch, i’m a misfit
if he want smoke, he gone get hurt
bro just got put on a shirt
i get so jiggy, i pop all them perks
f-ck these hoes cause family is first, ew

[verse 4: bootleg carti]
she my bae, she let me look under her skirt
i was chilling with big uzi vert
these n-ggas are weird, y’all some perverts
went to dior, see through under-shirt
went to dior, for that shirt
dior imprinted on the shirt, dayum
i named my chain, frozone
ball hard like malone
my girl went to popeyes, i’m alone
met up with rocky, bought some vlone
take him out the park, send his ass home
you n-ggas are weird, and i’m unknown
i promise you slump, we gone blow!
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- bootleg carti

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