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letra de wednesday - bris

[chorus]
aye, aye, yo dawg turned rat
and you love him still
i’ve been trapping at that trap
i need a 100 mill
all that f-cking with the snakes
got my brothers k!lled
i’ve been popping pills
you don’t feel what my stomach feel
do a drill for them blues
we gone leave him red
got my brother in a casket
can’t see him dead
free my n-ggas out that bounty
got ‘em eating spread
when we out purging
n-gga be in bed
[verse 1]
you know when it’s yo time
it’s yo time
i know that money coming
cause it’s mine
don’t make me come and creep up
from behind
you know when it smurkish
n-ggas peeking through yo blinds (peak-a-boo)
i be in the field
likе for real for real
you’ll nevеr know how it feels
when i pop a pill
i can’t sit still
man i gotta drill
f-cking with these snakes ass n-ggas
got my partners k!lled
right now they hear my brother
in the wrong place
to this day i still pray
that y’all was home safe
and this 40.cal on me
make a bone break
n-ggas think they hyphy
headshots will make his dome shake
sh-t ain’t been the same
since my brothers gone
i’ve been looking at that door
like they coming home
i’ve been posted in the hood
that’s my comfort zone
never trust a n-gga on the phone
that [?] come alone
[chorus]
yo dawg turned rat
and you love him still
i’ve been trapping at that trap
i need a 100 mill
all that f-cking with the snakes
got my brothers k!lled
i’ve been popping pills
you don’t feel what my stomach feel
do a drill for them blues
we gone leave him red
got my brother in a casket
can’t see him dead
free my n-ggas out that bounty
got ‘em eating spread
when we out purging
n-gga be in bed

[verse 2]
they claiming they got smoke
we want a whole lot
we gotta tuck the slam
cause the pole hot
this 40. gone blessed you
like it’s blow snot
the grizzly transform into a chop
like a robot
yea i do the stock
but the stick badder
you ain’t see the glock
with a chrisp factor
yea it’s hot i make it rain
like it switch weather
talking like he god
i put his frame on his b-tch sweater
the home just died
time to slide yea it’s crunch time
i be in the field
every time playing front line
i ain’t ducking n0body
except the one time
only time the suckas ever slid
was that one time
aye,if we catch this boy
ain’t no passes
put that n-gga to sleep
in a casket not a mattress
he wanna knuckles up
he wanna fight,i ain’t catch his
i fell like a eye lid
when i’m down i’m hitting lashes
[chorus]
yo dawg turned rat
and you love him still
i’ve been trapping at that trap
i need a 100 mill
all that f-cking with the snakes
got my brothers k!lled
i’ve been popping pills
you don’t feel what my stomach feel
do a drill for them blues
we gone leave him red
got my brother in a casket
can’t see him dead
free my n-ggas out that bounty
got ‘em eating spread
when we out purging
n-gga be in bed

- bris

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