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letra de hellcat - diorsoja

yeah, i’m back on them percs
sippin’ lean and sh-t
(laughing)
yeah
[chorus: diorsoja]
i ice out my momma, i ice out my b-tch
my neck cost me twenty, my wrist cost me six
balenci my feet and dior on my drip
ain’t got no condoms, i bust on her lip
might hop in a h-llcat, might hop in a benz
give me my backend, yeah give me that ten
my vision be blurry through cartier lenz
f-ck on some sister’s i think that they twins
i’m f-cking some groupie b-tch, b-tch bring all your friends
on my vlone sh-t, i ain’t got no friends
i feel like i’m pluto i set all these trends
walking in neiman’s you know that i spend
this a slime party, you not getting in
dae pull the chopper, he letting it send
i’m with your b-tch and i’m making her bend

[verse 1: 3pints]
me and j-rock got a two two
f-ck no i ain’t no deuce deuce
pop out cut’s then we shoot you
with this glock .40, done turned to a loose screw
i’m f-cking on a n-gga b-tch, she gonna f-ck around and suck on the d-ck
and she love taking pics, smoking this gas while she clutching my fifth
riding in traffic, j3 got a stick and i got 30 that’s right on my hip
you run up on me and i empty the clip, i got this big chopper i’m letting it rip
riding in traffic, j3 got a stick and i got 30 that’s right on my hip
you run up on me and i empty the clip, i got this big chopper i’m letting it rip

[verse 2: diorsoja]
walking in saks, then i walk in the bank
counting dead presidents that’s something you can’t
pop me a perc and i feel i’m gonna faint
got narcs in my body, i ain’t feeling my face
empty the clip i ain’t leaving a trace
if i get caught, then i’m doing the race
i came here to f-ck, i ain’t come here to stay
got a bad little b-tch and she straight from the bay

[verse 3: 3pints]
b-tch i’m daedae and i’m straight from the trey
one on my side b-tch i’m clutching this k
you run up on me and i swear i’ma spray
i’m outside and i’m clutching a drake
n-gga’s know what’s up and i do not play
i be trapping b-tch i’m serving these play’s
i be ducking laws and ducking the jakes
i’m outside with gang and we serving them j’s

[chorus: diorsoja]
i ice out my momma, i ice out my b-tch
my neck cost me twenty, my wrist cost me six
balenci my feet and dior on my drip
ain’t got no condoms, i bust on her lip
might hop in a h-llcat, might hop in a benz (x2)

- diorsoja

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