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letra de halos - breeton boi feat. caspy & swoodeasu

i′ma- i’ma- i′ma- (ayo, oddwin)

i’ma bad b-tch keep a glock on my hip, yeah, yeah

talk tough, he keep those halos equipped, yeah, yeah
when i walk through, count your last blessings
fly away, send his ass up to heaven
i’ma bad b-tch keep a glock on my hip, yeah, yeah
talk tough, he keep those halos equipped, yeah, yeah
when i walk through, count your last blessings
fly away, send his ass up to heaven

i′m finna do what i want
don′t care what n0body say
livin my life, i’ma flaunt
dead anyone in my way
that mean i′m turning you into a ghost
if you thinking of tryna be brave
need me a baddie like stocking
’cause i know she always gon′ carry the cake
i just got kicked out of heaven, d-mn
every new week is a errand, d-mn
best know my glocky on garterbelt, strap leave ’em holy
i might be a reverand, d-mn
i know my actions are dirty, but deep in
i still got the heart of an angel
i left my shocks in the water
now i′m in the cut tryna leave an impression
body count up to 1000, i ain’t talking who i k!lled
if i’m tryna keep it brief, one pump will send you straight to h-ll
treat the trigger how yo′ girl be treating me
shoot the shot and do it somewhere you ain′t never gonna see
so best believe when gang pull up they wanna see
’cause all we ever cause is anarchy
i′m finna have the whole world mad at me
but i don’t really care, yeah
all i really know is that i feel like

i′ma bad b-tch keep a glock on my hip, yeah, yeah
talk tough, he keep those halos equipped, yeah, yeah
when i walk through, count your last blessings
fly away, send his ass up to heaven
i’ma bad b-tch keep a glock on my hip, yeah, yeah
talk tough, he keep those halos equipped, yeah, yeah
when i walk through, count your last blessings
fly away, send his ass up to heaven

bet they mad at me in heaven
sending bodies to they sections
while i′m shopping lingerie, but really copping all these weapons
talkin’ reckless
that’s for me and not for you
′cause if you threaten
we go reapin′ with the queen
’cause talking different with corrections
i got heaven coins stashed, i can bounce it anytime
but i′m chuckin’ with these ghosts ′cause i got demons in my mind
and they ain’t tryna fight no more, but that′s too boring for myself
they was tryna make it home, but i done hid the key to h-ll
demon sisters tryna duel, i point my duals, i just need these two
now some holes up in the odds, just like my car, very see through
i’m adding insult to injury
the blades are playing twister
you see me up on demon time
now stocking actin’ like her sister
got a bad b-tch aura
trigger squeezing tighter than the mayor
out of heaven ′cause we doing better at they job without a prayer
and yo′ fit is scary fresh, but my fit, oh lord, they fear it
couple rounds up in a ghost, i send ’em up to holy spirit ′cause

i’ma bad b-tch keep a glock on my hip, yeah, yeah
talk tough, he keep those halos equipped, yeah, yeah
when i walk through, count your last blessings
fly away, send his ass up to heaven
i′ma bad b-tch keep a glock on my hip, yeah, yeah
talk tough, he keep those halos equipped, yeah, yeah
when i walk through, count your last blessings
fly away, send his ass up to heaven

- breeton boi feat caspy swoodeasu

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