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letra de thrax - dbk

[intro: k!lldavyn]
yeah, yeah, uh, uh (ewww!)
yeah, yeah, uh

[hook: k!lldavyn]
we in the trap, n-gga, you ain’t know
how you a trap n-gga with no toes?
how you black n-gga with no hoes?
b-tch you a wack n-gga, yeah we know
we put a lame n-gga in a pack
how you a black n-gga named jack?
how you a black n-gga named matt?
how you a black n-gga with a gap?
i’m not a dyk- but i keep me a strap
i got two bad b-tches, them b-tches black
fly in the air, we smokin’ on thrax
how you a black n-gga bullied by max?
we send a f-ck n-gga right to the sky
she wanna suck on my d-ck, i’m that guy
i cannot f-ck on that hoe ’cause she white
well actually i could but she not my type
[verse 1: skyte]
yeah, she not my type, hoe
h-ll nah, i won’t f-ck with a white hoe
try me, my n-ggas come quick likе it’s geico, uh
b-tch ass n-ggas, don’t like those
sеnd my location, it wasn’t a typo
i’m in the stu’ everyday, no recital
mask on my face with a knife, no michael
shawty playin’ with my b-lls, imma call that haiku
get out my way, b-tch, i don’t like you
try be my bae? sure, you can try to
ruin your day ’cause i wanted to fight you
let me let you in on something i might do
f-ck around, press your b-ttons just to try you
what you gon’ do? let me guess, not sh-t
had to tell an opp n-gga, “get off d-ck”
i’m a real n-gga, you a lil ass b-tch
better watch yo’ back, n-gga, i ain’t gon’ miss
put it on god, that imma hit this sh-t
high off the drugs, b-tch i’m illiterate
i was seven when i seen my first cl-toris
get yo’ b-tch, she open up when i enter it
she eat the d-ck up like a meal, where the dinner went?
no, i can’t find it
me and yo’ b-tch connected like verizon
step up to me, n-gga, why you tryin’?
oh, his b-tch walked in!
oh, that’s perfect timin’
i’m finna get on this hoe and then take her
she come with me ’cause i stay with the paper
she say my d-ck big and the sh-t got flavor
don’t want smoke, you don’t want no vapor
you try to push you some weight then lift it, yuh
i’m a smart n-gga in the trap, yes, i’m gifted, uh
[hook: k!lldavyn]
we in the trap, n-gga, you ain’t know
how you a trap n-gga with no toes?
how you black n-gga with no hoes?
b-tch you a wack n-gga, yeah we know
we put a lame n-gga in a pack
how you a black n-gga named jack?
how you a black n-gga named matt?
how you a black n-gga with a gap?
i’m not a dyk- but i keep me a strap
i got two bad b-tches, them b-tches black
fly in the air, we smokin’ on thrax
how you a black n-gga bullied by max?
we send a f-ck n-gga right to the sky
she wanna suck on my d-ck, i’m that guy
i cannot f-ck on that hoe ’cause she white
well actually i could but she not my type

[verse 2: k!lldavyn]
how you a cuffed b-tch in my noti?
you not my n-gga, you not my homie
pull up on you and my n-ggas four deep
she grind on the d-ck like she muhf-ckin’ tony
yeah uh, hawk in this b-tch
if she pull up then i’m c-ckin’ yo’ b-tch
fill up my cup put the wock in the b-tch
n-gga talk sh-t then we poppin’ the b-tch
b-tch i’m a black n-gga off the eddy
how you a black n-gga named freddy?
how you a black b-tch named becky?
if you a black b-tch then neck me
if you a bad b-tch then neck me
if you a bad b-tch then s-x me
if you my last b-tch then text me
if you a white b-tch then, um, get out the way
chop in my hand, lil’ b-tch imma spray
if you crossin’ my n-ggas then you better pray
she wanna f-ck on a n-gga name davyn
yeah, he said he want me to hop on his song but you know he gotta make a payment
i just be slayin’ these b-tches, don’t care ’bout these n-ggas
i’m feelin’ like jason (uh, yeah)
i keep a chop on my side and i pop at a n-gga, don’t care who i’m sprayin’
wait, shot that boy right in the leg
so if he gon’ run, you know i will not chase him
racks came in, can’t fit in my pocket
she wanna get with me, i told her stop it (why?)
’cause that b-tch is not it
can’t f-ck with that b-tch ’cause that b-tch not exotic
my money groot and yo sh-t short like rocket
need my sh-t asap, not talkin’ ’bout rocky
i don’t f-ck with that n-gga, what is the profit?
that b-tch, she ugly, she look like the hobbit
[hook: k!lldavyn]
we in the trap, n-gga, you ain’t know
how you a trap n-gga with no toes?
how you black n-gga with no hoes?
b-tch you a wack n-gga, yeah we know
we put a lame n-gga in a pack
how you a black n-gga named jack?
how you a black n-gga named matt?
how you a black n-gga with a gap?
i’m not a dyk- but i keep me a strap
i got two bad b-tches, them b-tches black
fly in the air, we smokin’ on thrax
how you a black n-gga bullied by max?
we send a f-ck n-gga right to the sky
she wanna suck on my d-ck, i’m that guy
i cannot f-ck on that hoe ’cause she white
well actually i could but she not my type

- dbk

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