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letra de ar-15 - circuitsapphire

ar-15 lyrics
[intro]
(sapphire)

[chorus: yung flex]
upset, n-gga, [?]
p-ssies on me, [?] want yung flex
[?], leave his [?] like a cassette
i’ma do something drastic that he won’t forget
[?]
i light up his crib, b-tch, i ain’t finna fight ‘im
i feel like sub-zero, i rip out his spine
i pull out my blade and i’m ’bout to go psycho
my ar-15 is a h-ll of a rifle
i load up my clip and i spin ’em like vinyl
you ain’t k!llin’ me b-tch [?]
might k!ll all my opps so i ain’t got rivals, ayy

[verse 1: yung flex]
tote tec, boy, you p-ssy and i know that
the way you stepping got me asking where the poles at
p-p-pumpin’ on a shotty it’s gon’ blow back
p-ssy want that heat then i’ma smoke him like a whole f-g

[bridge: sapphire]
bang-bang, b-tch, i’m upset
nose slit, f-cked up my face
sapphire, yung flex, we up here
[?] p-ssies [?]
[verse 2: sapphire]
dance like you a marionette, [?] laugh (ha-ha-ha!)
play your ass like a [?], [?] make a b-tch [?] (woo!)
[?] cute little b-tch
you f-ck with my army, pull up shooting missiles
throw your ass in detention, no dismissal
pull up to the function, we ain’t acting civil
f-ck a b-tch [?] on facetime [?] sh-t don’t work
i’m amazed [?] words
exacerbate in dm’s, must be urge
f-ckin’ on a b-tch and she be suckin’ on my d-ck
and then i’m cumming on her tits [?], f-ck off c-nt
[?] ’bout to nuke your home town so i can [?]
i can’t condone this, the finest opponents
my rhymes got so dope they like;
“sapphire, what the f-ck man, you wrote this?”
got a [?], i’m boning you boneless, i’m caesar, you roman
i’m living the moment and hear all you talking sh-t
but what the f-ck does it matter? it’s chatter
[?] your words got no power
you find success in the darkness [?]
i’ll shatter yo’ jaw [?]

[interlude: charlie / penguinz0 / moistcr1tikal]
that was a pretty solid line, that line is gold right there. it took a lot of thought but the more i think about it, the worse this rap gets.
[chorus: yung flex]
upset, n-gga, [?]
p-ssies on me, [?] want yung flex
[?], leave his [?] like a cassette
i’ma do something drastic that he won’t forget
[?]
i light up his crib, b-tch, i ain’t finna fight ‘im
i feel like sub-zero, i rip out his spine
i pull out my blade and i’m ’bout to go psycho
my ar-15 is a h-ll of a rifle
i load up my clip and i spin on ’em like vinyl
you ain’t k!llin’ me b-tch [?]
might k!ll-

[outro: sapphire]
stop it, you’re going too hard!

- circuitsapphire

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