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letra de aew - charlito lan

verse (charlito lan):
had to run it up
n-ggas tough catch him in real life he gon run from us
swing him like cesaro n-gga give him an uppercut
never trust a dog hoe ion got love for mutts
aye
and i swear you n-ggas lame
get up out that b-tch like my last usain
brock lesnar im a beast, can’t be tamed
heart a bad ass b-tch from new york she know my name
dynamite n-gga, aew
dawg talking down but his jaw real crunchable
how its fake love n-gga, i grew up wit chu
bro call his bullets remble you very touchable
smooth but iim piggy as h-ll just like the huxstables
freeze him, bro put him in a box hе a lunchable
ima beat his ass and who with me might stomp him too
i might pеarl a wood i might pearl a dutch or two
he a goof h-ll nawl ion f-ck with dude
he a loser i’m not shocked when he f-cking lose
got a fat plug n-gga look like snoordatdude
told her ima block her in real life if she don’t fix her f-cking attitude
i don’t pick up the phone even if a n-gga not busy
this b-tch so in love with me i feel like timmy she trixy
dope make me look like yui ming
i barley drink but hen off the d-mn henny
she gasp for air when my d-ck in her d-mn kidney
im immortal with this hoodie n-gga im kenny
i thought he was like that turns out that he was pretending
put him in the hall of pain n-gga like im mark henry
lito you flowing too hard n-ggas p-ssed off
sing a song that they love then its right back to the sh-t talk
super smash bros snake with a d-mn missile
get up out that b-tch like a god d-mn dismissal
beat it from the back i love to see her sh-t ripple
punch ya mans out right hand to his temple
at the show i get it bussing like a m-th-f-ckin pimple
im too s-xy for the bullsh-t she’s a freak for my dimples
stay away i do not trust you n-ggas
hit her in the winter valentine in december
push him off a cliff he mufasa or simba
you tyga im travis take his b-tch kylie jenner
he tweak take him off the ground like a d-mn twister
this sh-t inspirational like poems from my sister
you ah fold on ya mans what a b-tch n-gga
you ah snitch on ya mans what a b-tch n-gga
i ain’t got no b-tch i be talking for future references
cool n-gga kicks swear to god that’s all im stepping in
preaching to you n-ggas real sh-t im the reverend
zip for the low i just copped off a mexican
told a troll pull up to cabrini green
say candy man five times pop out make p-ssy n-gga scream
right hook a n-gga split him up like a string bean
cheeto ass n-gga b-tch im all bout the cheddar cheese
verse (71 timmo):
71 sh-t
aye n-ggas know what the f-ck going on man
timmo innis b-tch
lito innis b-tch
lets do it
gang

walk in smelling like dior they need to sponsor me
all you n-ggas broke might catch me somewhere where the commas be
he p-ssy so you might catch him somewhere where the mamas be
yoga class ima stretch him out
they been looking for the dog think its bout time i let em out
know some n-ggas who run in ya sh-t better watch ya mouth
better yet watch ya house
i been f-cking on ya lady
better yet watch ya spouse
know a n-gga that was telling now he quiet like a mouse
six of wok in a cream soda im creating colors
ion f-ck with rap n-ggas that’s impersonating other n-ggas
i won’t pull up to the kickback i can’t bring my cutter n-gga
we can’t find that n-gga mama get up with her brother n-gga
get up with his uncle
no fortnite i might want pump you
smokey pull up with a riffle like he tryna hunt you
hop on dan ryan and race i feel like a stunt crew
im only chasing a bag baby i won’t stunt you
its a hotbox so high im smoking zaza
she say boy you irra shut up and give me top top
gon do what to who tell that p-ssy n-gga not i
bro hop out and fa fa, he don’t know what a drive by is
im just stacking up my bread tryna mind my biz
he diss me 5:59 that n-gga died by 6
he say he sliding but he lying that n-gga rap that’s it
hit the greyhound with a sack a had to wrap that sh-t
currently under the influence
when we hit the city on our d-cks cause we some big do its
hit the school with drip princ-p-l say im a rich student
i ain’t rich yet im just stacking tryna get to it
and sh-t
i think im getting close
i ain’t tryna zoom in on the moon but choppa got a scope
he was dissing on me and my bloodos now he gotta go
now we gotta smoke celebrate now we gotta toast

- charlito lan

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