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letra de killian - damjonboi

[intro]
(my n-gga lee, i think we got another one)

[verse]
it’s a war goin’ on outside, n-gga, keep your bl!ck (yeah)
’cause once you gone, ain’t no comin’ back, n-gga, that’s it (i swear)
get fresh, jump in the foreign, now i’m headed to the strip (skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
rain the whole club out, that’s just how i tip
hit the gas in the ‘cat and end up in another state (sh-t)
left my ho, text that b-tch and told her, “go be great” (b-tch)
i don’t know how n-ggas put up with that fake sh-t (with that fake sh-t)
i’m with a thick chocolate b-tch and she can take d-ck
cook my noodles on four minutes, i don’t want no steak, b-tch
this n-gga keep on savin’ hoes, go on, put your cape, b-tch
i’m tryna see how n-ggas hittin’ the road if they ain’t make sh-t
and i’m still the type to set the play on n-ggas and don’t say sh-t, hmm
in the set, got ’bout a dub in these galleries
walk in neimans and f-ck up a n-gga salary (sh-t)
sloppy-ass roll, all twenties, look like celery (sh-t)
n-ggas suckin’, strokin’ over these hoes what you tellin’ me
i gave a b-tch my heart, and she played with it
the opps been tryna slide on lil’ bro, so he gon’ stay with it
put my soul in this music sh-t ’cause i had faith in it
and b keep comin’ to me in my sleep like f-ck them fake n-ggas (i miss you, n-gga, uh)
n-ggas rappin’ ’bout them bodies, n-gga, knock it off
beat a n-gga ass and sn-tch his motherf-ckin’ pockets off
they ain’t f-ckin’ with your baby, not at all
poured another cup of that good drank, now i’m noddin’ off
i jumped on 94, pedal to the floor
’bout to go and get this bag, then pick up your ho
b-tch act like she never seen a real n-gga before
seen a real n-gga but five r.i.p b and free slime out
bl–dy gon’ hit his target and whack a witness
another flight straight to cali to stand on business
turn a beat to a graveyard, boy, k!llin’ it
put the 7 on my back, b-tch, i feel like k!llian

- damjonboi

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