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letra de ​i swear this pack thrax - ​cheromani+

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​i swear this pack thrax lyrics
[intro]
ayy
ayy, vlo, vlo, i thought you was a trap n-gga

[verse 1]
it’s crazy your whole lil’ collective don’t f-ck wit’ you
i was gon’ pay for your lyft, spend a buck or two
n-ggas, they duckin’ ’cause chance tryna buck wit’ you (yeah)
ayy, lil’ taliban, go ahead and dump that dude
casper gon’ drop you, n-gga gon’ slump that dude
you cryin’ to booly, why you tryna suck that dude?
800pts, he tried to f-ck on you
how the f-ck you let a white n-gga push on you? (yeah)
“i was thirteen when i did it”, stop lyin’
called you a b-tch, then a f-ck n-gga flyin’
up in the air like a mo’f-ckin’ pilot
we puttin’ vlo on t-shirt, design it
why you online showin’ your f-ckin’ privates?
i got your address, but i’ll keep it private

[refrain: man 1, vlorichh, & cheromani+]
yo, freestyle, freestyle, freestyle, freestyle
hey, baby
freestyle
hey, baby?
freestyle
hey, baby
nah, nah, that’s wild
[verse 2]
n-gga, b-tch who was finished?
you was suckin’ boolymon, wait for replenish
i got thе f-ck n-gga, hittin’ his tendon
ask where his addrеss, that n-gga was pendin’
two twin glocks, but they shoot independent
n-gga too broke for a ride, i’ma send it, n-gga
join the 4ersona, denied
i get the f-ck n-gga cut like some pieces of pie
sh-t goin’ right through his side
one hit wonder?, b-tch, i made a hunnid [?]

[refrain]
nah, let’s talk about it, f-ck n-gga
i just dropped a song two days ago, number one on the billboard, b-tch
you ain’t ever doin’ that, f-ck n-gga

[verse 3]
them n-gga had told me “vlo talkin’ on my ho”
them n-gga had told me “vlo talkin’ on my ho”
them n-gga had told me “vlo talkin’ on my ho”
we gon’ bop, bop, f-ck n-gga, what’s good?
just wanted to let y’all know, hemi yo’ a d-ck ridin’ b-tch, and that’s understood
what the f-ck is a v-l-o?
oh sh-t, i’m trippin’, that’s in my wood
we had a b-l-o, we let it b-l-ow
tap on e-l-o, ’cause we finna slide
v-l-o, where your ass tryna hide?
and this sh-t ‘thrax, boy, i’m gettin’ high
take off his head, i’ll light up his mind
i don’t know why i’m dissin’ ’cause i’m wastin’ my time
i get you gone for a tax, mxlachi
head, shoulders, knees, like gra-da-da-da
he talkin’ down, we gon’ aim his matha
i heard you trap sayin’ “ra-da-da-da”
if cash pulled up, you would’ve been like “my god”
b-tch, you a clone and i feel like your papa
you wanna shake me, go make it maraca
booly don’t f-ck wit’ you, he not your partner
[outro]
ayy n-gga, uh, i’m finna hop on a flight to l.a. and the sh-t with gang
y’all say some sh-t with cash, f-ck n-gga

- cheromani

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