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letra de incredible - bshr

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[chorus](bshr)
baby don’t smoke gas, but she eatin’ my edible
yeah, i know ya’ p-ssy trash, but yo’ throat incredible
kicked her out, then she got mad, told her “gotta keep a schedule”
got a new crib got a better view

got some new hoes comin’ through, they in sets of two
suckin’ on my d-ck ’cause they broke, they in destitute
b-tch you ain’t bad, why the f-ck would i message you
if you throw it back, then i might throw some bread at you

[verse](bshr)
she takin’ my d-ck, she takin’ her meds
her head go stupid, i’m callin’ her sped
yo’ b-tch is bald, her hair look like threads
she l!ck my b-lls when i’m feelin’ stressed

just need the neck, so keep on ya’ dress
i saw yo’ b-tch, my d-ck got depressed
i’m beatin’ her face, i’m makin’ a mess
she say she can’t breathe, she might need to rest

(b-tta)
i hit up yo’ girl, she call me the best
i’m ’bout to go ape, i’m beatin’ my chest
i told her i’m done, so i just left
forgettin’ her name, so i just guessed
i stay at the top, for you it’s a trek
i pull out the nine, these boys hit the deck
i drinkin’ that cardi, i’m feelin’ like set
she strokin’ my d-ck while she kissin’ my neck

(bshr)
my wrist got them crystals, ain’t talkin’ bout meth
i’m f-ckin’ beyoncé, and you f-ckin’ beth
i gave her the d-ck, she lost her breathe
she couldn’t take it, she cried, she wept

between all the ice and the p-ssy i get
every place that i go, i’m soakin’ wet
his head and bullet had a date, they met
my shooters got aim on they glocks, ain’t no red

[chorus](bshr)
baby don’t smoke gas, but she eatin’ my edible
yeah, i know ya’ p-ssy trash, but yo’ throat incredible
kicked her out, then she got mad, told her “gotta keep a schedule”
got a new crib got a better view

got some new hoes comin’ through, they in sets of two
suckin’ on my d-ck ’cause they broke, they in destitute
b-tch you ain’t bad, why the f-ck would i message you
if you throw it back, then i might throw some bread at you
[verse](j manor)
i get the bag and it do a backflip
i’m on the track and you losin’ traction
take boys life, yeah turned him to ashes
call me insane the way i’m spazzin’

yeah you huggin’, while we smashin’
everyday a f-ckin’ blessin’
i lay back while you stressin’
everyday we in the trenches

in the game, you on the benches
juggin’ twelve, we jumpin’ fences
drift that corner yeah we reckless
ain’t got not strap, he defenseless

yeah we different, on the a-list
yo’ girl blushin’ when she play this
keep a ski mask, yeah i’m faceless
i’m a home run, you a base hit

[chorus](bshr)
baby don’t smoke gas, but she eatin’ my edible
yeah, i know ya’ p-ssy trash, but yo’ throat incredible
kicked her out, then she got mad, told her “gotta keep a schedule”
got a new crib got a better view
got some new hoes comin’ through, they in sets of two
suckin’ on my d-ck ’cause they broke, they in destitute
b-tch you ain’t bad, why the f-ck would i message you
if you throw it back, then i might throw some bread at you

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