letra de black galaga - chuuwee
[intro]
ayeee, pew pew pew pew pew pew, i’m about to win n-gga
level 99 b-tch. (hahaha)
aye
[verse 1]
bet i smell like reefer on me when i’m walking out the door
bet i keep the sleeper on me, now i’m always kind of woke
remind me what it is i owe you thought because i don’t even know
reply me once with all the herbal essence, i want all the smoke
i gotta go, i gotta go
holla back tomorrow though
forgot to call her back, she had a heart attack, she out control
i gotta go
get a [?] back and put on all my clothes
kind of cold the way i do her but she get it out the snow
i bet a smell like reefer on me when i’m hopping out the whip
only talking authenticity don’t do the counter fitted
she got fire p-ssy, i’m gonna f-ck the sh-t up out of it
walking in and out of a fancy -ss house without a [?]
i’m making loot without a brick, but we might move a pound of this
usually on my silent hill i’m down to shoot it out and sh-t
i smoked some reefer and it took me out the mood that i was in
right now i’m up, cloud six, f-ck i’m feeling down again
because i’m coming down again because you come around again
i must get out the house, i got to get the f-ck around from them
started out with doubt, now they wanna suck the clout from him
then i let her have a favor and i bust around her chin. (uhh)
[verse 2]
i’m not tryna catch a case, the money call i do the race
when i’m in harlem, do the shake
i don’t know how to milly rock
i’m out of town and with my ace, and life around me looking great
i’m robert downy, i’m still off the ground, they pound me in the face
i’m in a dodge, f-ck a wraith
kingdom hearts, f-ck her face
in a garage, near the safe
her mom and dad be getting guap
[?] tires with the shocks, probably riding with some thots
getting higher than you thought, they always text forgive me not
i’m lionel messi on the beat, tryna catch me on the street
you tryna catch me off my feet, i always keep them on my g
i was cool and in my jeep, now we resting on some beef
i was crazy yesterday but this is t-st-cl-s to me
we hold weapons when it’s [?], i can’t do [?]
i’m counting blessings holy sh-t
oh yeah i still don’t owe you sh-t
only met me once so yeah, oh yeah, you still don’t know me b-tch
you ain’t got nothing left to offer me, you can’t show me sh-t. (haa)
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