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letra de thot thot - dth ftos ent

(wokfein)
boy you a athlete, ima shooter
pre-hollow tips hit em and his dueler
that boy he froze, n-gga like medusa
he a fake crip, n-gga not no hoover
he tryna fight, bro i got a glock
you finna die, im not finna box
got 7 kids on me like lil top
give em the smoke, n-gga like a hotbox
call up yo b-tch, f-cking on that thot thot
stick hit em up, now his shirt look crop top
if sh-t get bad then i call up twinsay
im tryna shoot, n-gga f-ck the he say, she say
i make that b-tch n-gga run a relay
f-cking yo b-tch got that sh-t on replay
(twinsay)
smoking these woods, yea im finna face it
just got a glock, lets see if he face it
ima k!ll a n-gga right there , ion got patiеnce
bout 200 horses, now who wanna race it ?
f-ck what you said, and f-ck what you gotta say
f-ck lil tay, hе got a hole in his face
tray he got wrapped, right his body collapsed
darwin a b-tch, took his self off the map
yo brothers keep dying, you watching it happen
weezy a b-tch and that n-gga caught lacking
swinging the stick in the cam, like he like that
tryna put up a fight but (shh) didn’t fight back
can’t say much cause the case still open
diss one mo’ time and yo face gone be open
b-tch
murder rate 4life n-gga
ftos
n-gga get open, f-ck n-gga

(riccy runtz)
too many hoes on my d-ck, and im tired of these n-ggas be acting like b-tches
d-gg-ng these hoes, im like “f-ck they feelings!”
you thinking bout it, i had got up and did it
and no lil yachty, but n-gga im f-cking one night, and then im dipping
glock got a lisp, how that b-tch be spitting
who hit em up? my twin
he was spinning and spinning
grown ass n-ggas, getting robbed out they sh-t by children
ima f-ckboy, i just wann f-ck, give a f-ck bout attention
and i’m tired of being a gentlemen
that n-gga gone die tryna be a villain
my mindset been dont trust these women
my n-gga a dog, throw a bone he get it
b-tch
(3bandx)
>amber alert< aye hold up, is that tay missing? >amber alert< d-mn, not tay bro >amber alert< dead ass n-gga >amber alert< bandz in this b-tch >amber alert< >tv connection< stupid ass n-gga be all on my d-ck but i just bought a stick tho yo b-tch sucking d-ck, got her deepthroating steady gone shoot on my opps like a motherf-cking free throw b-tch i dont miss im a cheat code dating a exotic b-tch, think she from puerto rico pour a deuce in my cup now im sleep smoking on tay now im geeked man you f-ck n-ggas green hoes 3.5 in my whip, man im smoking on tay f-ck around with the gang, we’ll smoke you everyday pushing off gas no brakes aim at his face we takin yo breathe away clip with a glock, pullup on the scene shoot movies i can never hang with a groupie i put lil bruh in this doobie she on her knees finna screw me, that b-tch finna do me ima shoot till it cl!ck on gang you bum ass n-ggas can't hang too many carats for a chain stomp a f-ck n-gga out and my money exchanged bro can't run away got a beam on the glock, its gone take off yo face ima catch me a case then i do the race but i'm not tayk

- dth ftos ent

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