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letra de guitar - brezden

woah
okay, let’s go
woah
okay, let’s go (flexus)
woah
okay, let’s go
yeah
rockin’ out with that drac’ like a-, rockin’ out with that drac’ (okay)
rockin’ out with that drac’ like a-, rockin’ out with that- (woah)
woah, okay, let’s go
woah, woah, yeah, okay, let’s go

rockin’ out with that drac’ like a guitar (woah)
try to run, walk him down, he ain’t get far (okay)
geeked up, b-tch, i’m blowin’ on big dog
if somebody look like a ship, it’s a big car (godd-mn)
‘wood stuff, made her look like a cigar (okay)
backwood stuff and it’s full of white runt (it’s stuffed)
i’m really ’bout action, i ain’t doin’ no stunts
i know i’ma blow, just give me some months (okay, let’s go)
my dawg servin’ brown like kareem on the real
she got too much ass to get f-cked from the front (no cap)
but her face is so pretty, might f-ck from the front (i got it)
heard you droppin’ a play like you f-ck with the punt
i’m pourin’ up, i got wock’ in my punch (woah)
i’m gettin’ chips but i’m not finna crunch (ooh, woah)
shе suckin’ d-ck, b-tch, i’m not finna hunch (ooh, no)
i got half of my dinner, and made money for lunch (okay, lеt’s go)
d-mn, this b-tch hittin’ in [?]
got vvs on me and they glistenin’ [?] (they hittin’)
g-19, if he play then i’m dumpin’
the trap got vert, that b-tch really jumpin’
fn on me, make him dance like [?] (for real)
i need a sack, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout a [?]
like the water and bones, lil’ b-tch, [?] (on god)
two twin glocks, real close like cousins
yeah, two twin glocks like max paine
he don’t f-ck with your people, and that’s lame
i’m comin’ up fast like the left lane
i’m smokin’ white runtz, it’s the best strain
i gotta tuck, he ain’t takin’ a chain
i’m in her guts, she keep sayin’ my name
whatever i’m droppin’, they sayin’ it’s flame
she lookin’ like candy, she [?] on my cane
you can get smacked, b-tch, don’t play on my name
they ask how i’m drippin’, had to walk through the rain (okay)
i was feelin’ off, but now i put it on
she get f-cked in the suite, i’m not takin’ her home
meditate, been a week, it was all of a dome
i just f-cked on a cougar, i told that b-tch i’m grown
swear you walk up in here, lil’ b-tch, give me your phone
backwood, backwood, switch to a [?]
[?] 12 hit the lights, shift gears and i’m gone
i’ve been drunk, i’m high, god d-mn, i’m gone
ayy, gio, go ahead and pass me that [?]
i’m just talkin’ for real, don’t be makin’ no songs
sundress some sh-t, rockin’ a thong (no)
backwood stuffed like her thumb on chrome (yeah)
whole lotta shooters, can’t run no zone
okay, let’s go
okay
whole lotta shooters will let that ho fly
lil’ b-tch, yeah, i’m him, that one, that guy
[?] b-12 zip, god d-mn, i’m high
[?] sweet, they scared, they pie
my b-tch like b-tch, she say she bi
i done been through so much pain
got no more tears, i can’t even cry
like we walk him down, i got the fire (got it on me)
bust down rollie, i’m feelin’ like kai
she got ass, oh me, oh my
i swipe foes, lil’ b-tch, i’m fly
okay, let’s go (let’s go)
white tee on, that’s dope boy swag
lil’ b-tch, i’m winnin’, i know they mad
i feel like drake, this the best i had (for real)
d-mn, yeah, for sure, this the best head i ever had
lil’ key got robbed, go get your cheddar back
walkin’ ’round smellin’ like h-lla ‘thrax
oh, you want a pack? (what?)
answer, the price, it’s h-lla taxed
i feel like uzi, there go a rack
i feel like brody, i’m pattin’ my stack (okay, let’s go)
like i’m in the car, b-tch, i’m padded with straps (seatbelt)
what the f-ck ’cause i’m harder? she f-ck with my raps
lil’ bro, i don’t know you, ain’t givin’ no daps
run around makin’ plays out of town, usin’ maps
my flow really pimpin’, this sh-t really slaps
if you play with me, i put your face in your lap (fah, fah, fah, fah)
yeah
if you play with me, i put your motherf-ckin’ face in your lap (okay, let’s go)

- brezden

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