letra de mega man - cadillac boys
[intro: yung grabba]
yeah, yeah, yeah
[hook: yung grabba]
mega man, mega man
shooting sh-t, mega man
mega man, mega man
shooting sh-t, mega man
mega man, mega man
shooting sh-t, mega man
mega man, mega man
shooting sh-t, mega man
[verse 1: yung grabba]
your b-tch wanna f-ck me
she know grabba got the f-cking zip
pints on top of pints yeah grabba got that muddy slimy sh-t
truey on my louis b-tches top me in a foreign whip
mk on my last b-tch cause she suck me in my m16
who are you my n-gga why you talking all that stupid sh-t
your b-tch is the topic she be always on a different d-ck
b-tch p-ssy like [?] so i had to let my n-ggas hit
racks all in my pocket your b-tch wanna suck my f-cking d-ck
[hook: yung grabba]
mega man, mega man
shooting sh-t, mega man
mega man, mega man
shooting sh-t, mega man
[verse 2: yung gook]
okay, okay
fla sh-t hit a n-gga with a clip
up in the kitchen i whip a whole brick
cadillac sh-t stay whipping my wrist
back of the caddy she sucking my d-ck
jugg a f-ck n-gga i’m picking his sh-t
like i’m mario, stacking up bricks
codeine bricks, been with the sh-ts
yung gook, taking ya loot
p-ssy don’t play cause my young n-ggas shoot
hop out the coupe and i smoke in the booth
with lil boof and you know we some gooks
[verse 3: xxxtentacion]
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, gang, gang
i got black and white b-tches i call it zebra
little spots all on yo head like a cheetah
i heard that b-tch come from the jungle she a eater
you know my n-ggas super savage they gon’ feed her
gotta clock up on my c-ck like flava flav (ayy, ayy, how you do it)
demolition in that p-ssy scraight from [?] (ayy, ayy, ayy)
you know my n-ggas is shootin’ no playstation
i know some n-ggas in county they straight haitian (gang)
they be like x don’t send no texts how he do it (hey, ayy, ayy)
i beat her down her p-ssy running i’m talkin’ fluid (murk, murk)
master blasting, i heard yo n-ggas boolin’ (ayy)
i got some b-tches, b-tches they need some seducing, crucially
[verse 4: $ki mask]
woke up with a head then slap on a rack
i’m flashin’ this paper
she said she see that
she giving me dome
she said she can’t breathe
she still goin’ hard asthma attack
respect my mind and respecting my gat
supreme on my back
five panel hat
we playin’ chicago
so p-ss that sh-t back
them juicy j paper, get trippy off that
i puff and i p-ss
i’m bustin’ right through
you catchin’ a chill
ice on my neck
gotta throw up your set
that’s when them watches, the chains, the rings
be shinin’ the best
i’m whippin’ and cooking and looking the best
stainless steel from bangladesh
she squirt like a hoe who been touching herself
mind on that green like i’m layin’ in gr-ss
colored sprite
got me nice
d-mn i’m lookin’ swag tonight
where the b-tch
t–th pearly white
she tryna f-ck tonight
rollin up that grand daddy
now my head feel einstein
sittin’ back
pushin’ packs
mary jane my concubine
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