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letra de headshot hectic - deleted artist

[intro]
f-ck, sh-t, d-mn (that beat is f-cking heat)
b-tch
you wanna talk sh-t, watch yo’ d-mn face, ayy, wa—, watch out

[verse]
any d-mn opp move wrong, they erased, f-ck
any d-mn foe step up, they crushed
took four lines of the d-mn lean, now i’m slumped
you was a hitter back then now you a d-mn chump
look at the d-mn clock, my d-mn time has come
watch out for the d-mn snitches, i’m watchin’ my own
ever since i blew up, they think that i’m gone
take down a d-mn play, that drop be strong
i’ll take one or two d-mn hits then i’m ghost
hold yo’ d-mn peace, why you watchin’ your d-mn phone
i know you d-mn cappin’, i just give you the d-mn lies back
act like you scared to hit a l!ck, i had d-mn smacked that
d-mn uzi and a d-mn tec, it got kickback
you ain’t do that you just come up with d-mn trash rap
i’m in atlanta, hang my d-mn facе out the blacked-out truck
throw the d-mn icе on in the store ‘fore i buy it
b-tch, i’ma sit in the d-mn back, i won’t drive
come to my d-mn city, you could come see me live
any d-mn time the cops push up, push up with speed
already know what you d-mn movin’
that d-mn gas, that sh-t look nasty
my d-mn signature ain’t even fancy
lil’ homie havin’ d-mn packs of loud
already did it, ain’t even d-mn practice
come to yo’ d-mn city, we linkin’ in person
you ain’t d-mn spit fire, you just write up the verses
sh-t ain’t a d-mn joke, you ain’t tryna’ d-mn fight us
too many d-mn poles but ain’t sh-t d-mn soft
shooter did a d-mn job, but i thought it was d-mn worth it
take a n-gga down when i feel like i’m d-mn stressed
i’m the only d-mn one outside, ain’t see a d-mn soul
when i get some bad sh-t you know i’ma be lookin’
she say i act like a whole ‘nother d-mn dude
snitch on li’ gang, nah, he better be d-mn solid
b-tches outside, all the d-mn thots be waitin’
turn the d-mn bass up, it gotta be thumpin’
this ain’t no d-mn loud, this gotta be fake
run you off the d-mn road, you gon’ swerve through the dirt
this ain’t my d-mn skin, i hide behind a d-mn mask
night time d-mn mission, we ride through, d-mn high
hop out the d-mn passenger seat, i can’t let my guard down
hit up my d-mn accountant if you want you a feature
lil’ twin play d-mn football, we lit in the d-mn stands
ain’t even gonna’ lie, you can’t even d-mn touch me
spend too much d-mn cash to wear the jacket one d-mn time
stand around strapped up, everybody d-mn loaded
the devil live over here, we always have d-mn bad times
heard a n-gga girl want me through the d-mn wire
hit a ho from the back, that b-tch put her d-mn mouth down
lil’ twin been watchin’ your spot, this d-mn week six
why you feel like i’m a regular d-mn fool?
[outro]
f-ck, sh-t

- deleted artist

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