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letra de weight off of my chest - d!zzyisaiah

[intro]
(you are watching a master at work)
(b-tch!)
b-tch i counterfeit my racks (ay)
b-tch i counterfeit my racks

[verse]
b-tch i counterfeit my racks
percs itchin’ me on the back
i told my n-gga edgar to stop with the cappin and he won’t do it again
i told that i’ll give em the doomsday and its gonna be one h-ll of a event
that n-gga is on his knees he just wants me to give him a chance
money extendin’ my jeans the way that sh-t is gonna expand
b-tches get satisfied when they grab my money with they hands
b-tch lemme see yo hands
wanna see em up, i wanna see you up, lemme see yo hands
she don’t give a f-ck, she outta luck, she wants every single band
throwin some bullets at a n-gga i’ll make his finger jammed
money longer than the effiel tower b-tch let me buy a land

[verse 2]
her sh-t leakin’ she gonna need a maxipad
i gave that n-gga a bruise and i lost him a tooth somebody come through and give him a napkin
i don’t care for a b-tch im not yo lover im just doin’ me and being a captain
i feel like a cop i hit that n-gga with a baton
call me cujo cause i feel like a savage (d-mn son where’d you find this)
eatin’ on n-ggas for food, half of my tummy is full smears on my plate so you know i been snackin’
n-ggas nowadays is stupid they just throwin’ some paper planes
i’ll fold y’all n-ggas up like it was some origami
my tommy been splashin too much sh-t looks like a tsunami
all these n-ggas wanna cause some havoc
pull up with a choppa to your yard yeah i got some automatics
[verse 3]
b-tch im ready to throw some hands if you wanna keep up with all that yappin’
i see these n-ggas fail tryna come up to my level the way that sh-t is so tragic
im lightin’ this b-tch up with a torch
im just going around these n-ggas and blast em with full force
b-tch i eat them on percs like a burger
if you got a problem this sh-t doesn’t go any further
i hit up keith to pull out the burner
you better do what i say cause thats a command and an order
this ain’t no cartoon show this ain’t no timmy turner
y’all ain’t no kings, ill crash any f-ckin’ server (b-tch)
(real trap sh-t)

[verse 4]
too much weight to get it off on my chest
i’ve always wanted to be the best
n-ggas keep up with the pressure ill put em to the test
pull up on an s13 she saw my car from afar
she be sendin me purple hearts cause she know we been at war
i be lookin at the stars while im playin on my guitar smokin on my cigars

[chorus]
too much weight to get it off of my chest
too much weight to get it off of my chest
too much weight to get it off of my chest (ay)

- dzzyisaiah

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