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letra de attack - dxseo

[verse 1: dxseo]
ha
i’m in this b-tch and i feel like the man
i’m with yo b-tch and i know she a ten
i f-ck that b-tch cause i know she a fan
look at my wrist, i’m feeling like ben
counting up racks, we counting up bands
shawty a thot, she ain’t using her hands
f-cking that b-tch was not in my plans
shaking that ass, it got me in a trance
my b-tch got a d-ck, but she ain’t no trans
i hit that b-tch and then i do my dance
he wanted smoke, but i ain’t throwing them hands
he catching bullets, like him and his friends
i’m swerving the coupe and i’m swerving the benz
i don’t give a f-ck about sh-t that you saying
yo b-tch on her knees and you thought she was praying
i said it once and won’t say it again

[verse 2: bl–dysmile]
huh, yeah
i f-ck that b-tch in the back of the truck (smiley)
i got a condom, i’m keeping it tucked (yeah ha, ha)
i’mma nut in that b-tch and i don’t give a f-ck (yeah)
how he not dead, i guess he got luck (yeah)
i said f-ck xella red, that b-tch is a cuck (yeah)
i got a frying pan and it leave n-ggas cooked
i won’t stick to the plan, i won’t play by the book (yeah)
step back f-ck n-gga, b-tch ass boy, you a trick ass hoe, you a switch ass b-tch (yeah)
miss no shots i don’t need no switch
all these p-ssy n-ggas talking, i don’t give no sh-ts (ha)
my bros tote them, don’t need no sticks (huh)
i got hoes, don’t need that b-tch (ha)
if she want d-ck, i feed that b-tch
dont talk that sh-t, get kneed real quick
like ha, ha, ha, b-tch
hoes all round here, topless
cutter on my hip get, cropped, b-tch (man ion even love hoes)
flip that zip dont stop, b-tch
cause i wanna post on the block with, a chopstick (ha)
f-ck up on a hot thot, she a opp b-tch (ha)
f-ck n-gga tick tock, on the motherf-cking clock (yeah)
i’mma pull up with the chop, everybody getting shot
like (huh)
aye, aye, b-tch
suck on me in the back of the godd-mn (what) booth
then get off my d-ck
make her disappear like abracadabra, lil (what) b-tch move
no, i don’t love these hoes, can’t trust them to tell the f-cking truth
i post up with my bros, you run up get kicked in your f-cking tooth
yeah, she like cocaine powder (huh)
you get smoked like some motherf-cking gas
lil n-gga, yeah you only getting (haha) louder
and she gon’ give it up and i’mma f-ck that b-tch with power, yeah
i’m eating up that p-ssy, slurp it up just like some chowder, huh
yea
smiley
ha
(the talentless will be heard)

- dxseo

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