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letra de revenge pt.3 - cxxxc

(to all the motherf-ckers saying i’m ass, suck my long fat schl-ng aight?)

(sinner)

forehead where the beam go
pop five then yell f-ckin’ bingo
no lil b-tch we not amigos
in a group a three k!ll one just like migos
all yo shots miss like shaq at the free throw
wait cut the beat though i wanted to say you rappers suck
lean in a double cup, f-ck!

i’m getting tired of hoppin’ on instrumentals
for theses b-tches who don’t give a sh-t
every time that i hop on a mic’
i got b-tches who want me to slide in they tits
f-ck is you talking bout’
i’m an influential f-ckin’ person
and every time that you opеn your mouth on my name
its gon’ end up of being apart of a blamе
that’s why i’ve been staying quiet
cuz you b-tches ain’t got nothing other than hate
what else is there for me to say?
other than a f-ck you stay out of my way
i guess that i’m just better i’m better
i got yo b-tch wetter than ever
i’m better than most of y’all b-tches
who don’t give a f-ck about anything other leather
i guess i’m just better
i guess i’m just better
(sinner)

beat up the p-ssy like my name was diddy
i put my d-cky in yo mouth if you feeling lippy
oo i’m just kidding
but i will hit you with a pokey
for the feds no i’m not joking
calling my music ass but you just talkin’
i am the wrong tree so stop barkin’

hi jason you made a f-ckin’ monster
bet you regret not k!lling me
i bet it f-cking cost you
and you a f-ckin’ c-nt
you a b-tch you ain’t my father

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

(to everyone hating on us, suck our big fat schl-ng you heard me)

why the f-ck you b-tches talking like that
pushing 100’s on 100’s i’m really built like that
make her wetter and wetter
i’m banging on your f-ckin’ daughter
i guess i’m better i’m better
i’m really built like that
yeah, i’m built like that yeah, i’m built like that
if you really on that gang sh-t then smoke in a pack
yo mama sent an email throwing it back
anti-social yeah i sit in the back not the class

yeah, i’m built like that i’m built like that
i’m a beat the p-ssy up no catfish
i ain’t been broke in a minute no tory lane sh-t
stacking up my money while i’m f-ckin’ on yo main b-tch

yeah, i’m built like that yeah, i’m built like that
i’m a hit the f-ckin’ b-tch chris brown sh-t
making so much i can’t f-ckin’ count it
look at me now i bet you regret doubting

yeah, i’m built like that i’m built like that
hit em’ with a berretta i’m finna’ strike that
i ain’t breaking banks or bills {?}
stacking up my paper on paper
i’m just like that b-tch

yeah, i’m built like that yeah, i’m built like that
i’m a walk on my money yeah just like that
hit em’ in the stomach just like that
guess we just built like that we just built like that
b-tch! (sin gng b-tch, you already know we out here boy)
(p-ssyboy)
f-ck all of y’all (yeah, yeah)
(sin gng b-tch)
(b-tch)

i’m still eating cracker p-ssy you already f-cking know
yummy yummy
(nah you wild for that bro)

- cxxxc

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