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letra de raw freestyle.wav (10 freaky girls remix) - darc nite

pull up on on b-tch
i dont want no head can’t buss off that sh-t
shove it in her stomach
throwing hundereds
she say she can’t take it she starts coughin robotussin
f-ck her frim the front then back now she wetter than ever
p-ssy so good like i bought me some givenchy leather
this other ho f-cked me so good like i swear she was better
imma have to go back and get them together
f-ck till i almost buss pull out then slow
then i f-cked her with no hands made that b-tch swallow
stick in you face made that red tip hollow
mind leaks allthesudden you fall dead fronto
speeding down the free way going 120 on 70
n-ggas claim they hard but be snitching religiously
rollin up my blunt dutchies games f-ck swisher sweets
chandler you ain’t hard go back to the hockey rink
you a b-tch whos afraid if a heartbreak
so go and talk your sh-t somewhere else you f-ckin distillate
pull up to a party and im so d-mn late
but i dont care cause these n-ggas are too d-mn late
my car is the latest tho you see that plate
pump fake in this b-tch yea you know the way
uh yea
you know the vibez
p-ssy n-gga tried me knocked out his mind
n-ggas wahn play me from behind
but i’d f-ck yall n-ggas up if county was sufice
yeah yeah
this song ain’t got a f-ckin hook
but if you still listening then your f-ckin hooked
n-gga you dont want smoke talkin all this sh-t
n-gga you so broke and you swear that you the sh-t
nova f-ckin dropout go and sell your f-ckin pac
your 20’s dont mean sh-t i got 400 racks
yeah dawg yeah dawg
im for real dawg
the thug persona of darc nite comin back like it never died brah
i swear that im the sh-t just ask the n-ggas at county
got all these people hipp but they dont wanna add me
they just look at me and say that im an avery
birch-ss n-gga can’t even handle an addy
thats how you know you made it out as a ch-nk
n-gga the words in my songs put your mind to a think
songs are complex and long takes a brick to finish my ink
n-gga i just spilled my spaghetti all over my mink
f-ck it tho
you a -ssh0l-
tellin me
like i dont know
you really think
i give a f-ck
im talkin sh-t
cause i can back it up
got n-ggas oxon
got n-ggas in annandale
got n-ggas in herndon
pull up we got our -ss in jail
f-ck tho cause im with my n-ggas
its 703 4l till one of us got the figures
you switched up n-gga i miss you bro
those late night l!cks we were juggin sh-t bro
but you switched up and jugged me instead
that sh-t hurt but f-ck it its whatever i guess

keep the beat runnin
i keep these nigahs running
when i spit in the track you gone be hearin something
out if this mind its crazy money
and i got all this bread from stealin the money
cashapp scam and that venmo too
400 for 200 n-gga how are you
thats how i set them up money fiends are easy to loot
and i got a patek on my wrist from juggin you too
you just dont know it
im on pro sh-t
n-ggas ask where im at but im bussy trappin my potions
like a witch b-tch i got that good sh-t for the low
45 for 1 85 for two n-gga im a pro
aye wait wait wait
i just text my n-gga he say he got some beef
so we pull up in our whip to go on broadwater street
spray that n-ggas house like some febreeze
n-gga sh-ts like tetris one block down and complete
we grubbin tho so we pull up to sheetz
got that faygo and dutchies we go smoke up that tree
n-gga this track not dont snitch whats on yhis beat
or else your p-ssy -ss will get caught up and beat
i ain’t gotta tell you twice
if you wanna save a life
dont ever test my gangster sh-t
cause i’ll empty out the f-ckin clip
you n-ggas ain’t sh-t
i pull up with a stick
and i make that n-gga suck his homies d-ck
while i shoot them in their head and hit a l!ck
thats some g-y sh-t
but f-ck it its new wave sh-t
that shows you how i’m a boss
n-gga dont f-ck with me randy moss
santana moss
rick ross
im so f-ckin high i feel like im wearing lacoste
not lacoste but polo tho
also got that gucci fa show
fear of god and versace too
n-ggas are late who yhe fuvk are you

i whip out the stick
i f-ck on you b-tch
i rub on her cl-t
she know im the sh-t
mason magiela all over my kicks
pound after pound im sellin these bricks
gas i smoke and dem n-ggas too
me and my dawgs we run after you
shootin that 30 you know we legit
uh yeah you know we the sh-t
we bust your head open all over these bricks
b-tch she bad she got some that d-ck
ok now this track is finished
so ho head and recap to what you listend
n-gga this was a freestyle that was written
my thoughts poured out ine by one that was the mission

- darc nite

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