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letra de pxtek - dxllxs

[chorus:]

ay b-tch i got a patek
never chasin’ hoes
and i’m always chasin’ checks
aye b-tch i pull up with the tec
stompin’ out yo chest
and i’ll break yo f-ckin’ neck
ay b-tch i got a patek
never chasin’ hoes
and i’m always chasin’ checks
aye b-tch i pull up with the tec
stompin’ out yo chest
and i’ll break yo f-ckin’ neck

[verse 1:]

aye b-tch you already know
i’m changing my hoes like i’m changing my clothes
always ready for a fight always on my ten toes
reload the clip and i’m ready to blow
sippin’ the lean and i’m a lil slow
even if its a red light i’ll still f-ckin’ go
i’m always steady trappin’ always trappin’ on the low
look at my diamonds look how they glow
just like a river i know how to flow
i want a yacht
but for now i’ll just row
shout out to max rheault
he the f-ckin’ bro
made it out the noe
and i’m still totin’ poles
[chorus:]

ay b-tch i got a patek
never chasin’ hoes
and i’m always chasin’ checks
aye b-tch i pull up with the tec
stompin’ out yo chest
and i’ll break yo f-ckin’ neck
ay b-tch i got a patek
never chasin’ hoes
and i’m always chasin’ checks
aye b-tch i pull up with the tec
stompin’ out yo chest
and i’ll break yo f-ckin’ neck

[verse 2:]

i don’t need any assistance
if it gets kinda heavy
then i’m callin’ up vincent
she wanna be my wife
but i can’t have a mistress
i can’t even love her from a distance
i stay smokin’ the green
put a n-gga in the dirt
when i hit ’em with the beam
that b-tch a groupie
she got f-cked by the team
she got down on her knees
she not prayin’ to jesus
but she prayin’ to me
poured an 8oz
yeah, i’m pouring up lean
yeah, b-tch i got the drip
my closet bipolar
cuz it always throwin’ fits
runnin’ from the cops
cuz i just a l!ck
these n-ggas like peppa
cuz they f-kin’ pigs
ar with a scope
cross airs aimin’ at yo dome
mixin’ margiel
with the vlone
got a motorola
as my trap phone
[chorus:]

ay b-tch i got a patek
never chasin’ hoes
and i’m always chasin’ checks
aye b-tch i pull up with the tec
stompin’ out yo chest
and i’ll break yo f-ckin’ neck
ay b-tch i got a patek
never chasin’ hoes
and i’m always chasin’ checks
aye b-tch i pull up with the tec
stompin’ out yo chest
and i’ll break yo f-ckin’ neck

- dxllxs

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