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letra de no shells - danny towers & dj scheme

[chorus]
i used to walk outside with a draco looking for opps and i ain’t even ate no breakfast
hit that drank with the karo and i told rackz gon’ head and go scr-pe them extras
i’m out in turks & caicos with some big booty sh-t like she came from texas
baby girl i’m a mathematician
getting this bread still ride with a biscuit
i used to walk outside with a draco looking for opps and i ain’t even ate no breakfast
hit that drank with the karo and i told rackz gon’ head and go scr-pe them extras
i’m out in turks & caicos with some big booty sh-t like she came from texas
baby girl i’m a mathematician
getting this bread still ride with a biscuit

[verse 1]
i like to tote some sh-t when i hit that bih ain’t gon’ leave no sh-lls
i let the 4-4 hit my lil n—a peel sh-t like a toenail
get that dope out the pot i was running that route making plays like i’m odell
heard you f-ck with the opps playing both sides it ain’t ever gon’ go well
what you know about leaving some sh-t stanking
you ain’t never tote no banger
i heard them boys outside i’m cranking
they don’t want beef no angus
we outside like the trees and sh-t throwing bs in this birch sorry momma i’m ganging
and we only get one of these sh-ts so i said i’m ‘a live and i’m living it dangerous
i’m running these racks up throwing that turk in the vacuum seal
i got ’em all lapped up i need that cullinan black and teal
i heart you be beefing with n—as but you ain’t met one that’s gon’ crash for real
n—as getting tired of that booty rap straight out the trap this the real deal
[chorus]
i used to walk outside with a draco looking for opps and i ain’t even ate no breakfast
hit that drank with the karo and i told rackz gon’ head and go scr-pe them extras
i’m out in turks & caicos with some big booty sh-t like she came from texas
baby girl i’m a mathematician
getting this bread still ride with a biscuit

[verse 2]
i learned how to shoot when i was spinning at n—as
draco hit lil woadie make him dance like britney
no gun range we was bussing them pistols
if i’m in the trap then i’m flipping them digits
if i’m in the trap then i’m serving them midgets
straight hollow tips to his fitted (woadie)
he could go get his suit fitted
r.i.p. gang, he is finished
no back and forth, no tennis
i used to pray for the drop
my woadie nem got it then scoot up and pop
my youngin outside with a mop
slime a n—a out to the top
i like to spin on the opps
i like to f-ck on a thot
that pyrex is all in the pot
b-tch i be beating the pot
ice on me
so i buss down a opp
draco tell a p-ssy n—a time like a watch
you n—as be hanging with cops
b-tch you ain’t calling no shots
all of my souljas got glocks
all of your souljas got boxed
i’m in the hood with them rocks
molly on me right now
i’m a big blood lil woadie pipe down
my youngin gon’ spin for some clout
tell me what the f-ck is you ’bout
p-ssy ass get crossed out
[chorus]
i used to walk outside with a draco looking for opps and i ain’t even ate no breakfast
hit that drank with the karo and i told rackz gon’ head and go scr-pe them extras
i’m out in turks & caicos with some big booty sh-t like she came from texas
baby girl i’m a mathematician
getting this bread still ride with a biscuit
i used to walk outside with a draco looking for opps and i ain’t even ate no breakfast
hit that drank with the karo and i told rackz gon’ head and go scr-pe them extras
i’m out in turks & caicos with some big booty sh-t like she came from texas
baby girl i’m a mathematician
getting this bread still ride with a biscuit

- danny towers dj scheme

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