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letra de money and murder - cornflex

[verse 1: cornflex]
motherf-ckers acting up, what?
others stutter, when c-flex kickin their b-tts
my pockets closed, no hand can check for doe
whippin every hoe, off that floor
i don’t know what you asking for
told ya’ll b-tches, you don’t really wanna get me go
one hand grabbing a four-four, da other that hoe, though
putting the hole on that temple, making da brain flow
ripping every single of your fingers apart
rapping like my slaps, on that b-tch ass, so hard
i came for the cash, smelled that b-tch from the far
shouldn’t have flexed with that on instagram
who came? i am a serial k!ller, mayne
i f-ck your life for a single cent
get your sh-t right, hide and step away
money, money, bl–dy hungry, everyday
i cut you off like a fish filet
your b-tch get sprayed, kicking in your face
stick it in your mouth, i don’t need to aim
i am in your house, bullets out my magnum rain
f-ck you b-tch, huh
dump, da dead body, nowhere
no mo, motherf-cking forehead
get chopped up and slaughtered into pieces
horror, worth every f-cking dollar, died in your feces
burn that b-tch, like a muf-ckah
curse of a witch made me a muf-ckah
worth this sh-t? h-ll yeah, assh0l-
it is all about the cashflow
i have to go and stack mo
revenge on all you b-tches, non-stop
i come to get every single one dropped
motherf-ckers acting up, what?
others stutter, when c-flex kickin their b-tts
my pockets closed, no hand can check for doe
whippin every hoe, off that floor
i don’t know what you asking for
told ya’ll b-tches, you don’t really wanna get me go
one hand grabbing a four-four, da other that hoe, though
putting the hole on that temple, making da brain flow
ripping every single of your fingers apart
rapping like my slaps, on that b-tch ass, so hard
i came for the cash, smelled that b-tch from the far
shouldn’t have flexed with that on instagram
who came? i am a serial k!ller, mayne
i f-ck your life for a single cent
get your sh-t right, hide and step away
money, money, bl–dy hungry, everyday
i cut you off like a fish filet
your b-tch get sprayed, kicking in your face
stick it in your mouth, i don’t need to aim
i am in your house, bullets out my magnum rain
f-ck you b-tch, huh
dump, da dead body, nowhere
no mo, motherf-cking forehead
get chopped up and slaughtered into pieces
horror, worth every f-cking dollar, died in your feces
burn that b-tch, like a muf-ckah
curse of a witch made me a muf-ckah
worth this sh-t? h-ll yeah, assh0l-
it is all about the cashflow
i have to go and stack mo
revenge on all you b-tches, non-stop
i come to get every single one dropped

- cornflex

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