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letra de birkin bag - eatthen!

[intro]
fantom

[verse 1]
i’m just walkin’ a bad b-tch wit’ a birkin bag
f-ck about that kid that be gettin’ mad
i be on that rap sh-t, spittin’ h-lla gas
feelin’ like a motherf-ckin’ b-st-rd, i don’t got a dad
all the time, i’m feelin’ h-lla-h-lla gone, i don’t know who i am
open up the window for a artist, wonder who he is
’boutta get it started, if he cryin’, he improve his sh-t
i ain’t ever lyin’, then i dip, he get to fightin’ on stupid actin’
so ludicrous, don’t want his cooties
i’m movin’, stoppin’ him, bootin’ and shootin’ him right in the coochie
he gender abusin’, confusin’ as voodoo man
smoothin’ and rippin’ a beat in the sewer
my neck is a cooler, nick, not with the jewels
sick wit’ all fumes that i spit in the music
b-tches on my screw
get cool with a group—
i’m walkin’ uptown, ’boutta get me a bustdown
i got that b.b. belt ’round my gut, now feelin’ so drippy
you trippin’ on what now?
and i’m gettin’ busy, while you sit on your couch

[chorus]
slow it down
make the hook stick now
you’s a crook
for sounds, you ain’t never profound
[verse 2]
hangin’ wit’ the wrong crowd
bl!ck ’em, fl!ck ’em right now
b-tch ’em, switch ’em right now
richter shook ’em, doja cow
now i’m duckin’ that b-tch, now i’m kickin’ that b-tch
it’s whatever
okay, i’ma remix my american anthem flow
ready? go (okay)

[verse 3]
it’s e-a-t, k!llin’ these rhymes and i’m lookin too fine
i might beat up her hymen
i really be slidin’ all over these diamonds i caught in my eye
then i bought, f-ck the price
you ain’t really a bi man, you f-ggot
cryin’, die over a guy, never wanted to pipe
and i’m closin’ my eyes
i’m precise wit’ no sight
if you think that i’m lyin’, let’s meet up at night
tryin to f-ckin’ fight, f-ckboy tryin’ to rhyme, but he can’t
only rhymin’ like cat in the hat, f-ckin’ scat
and i’m passin’ him right to masses
that cr-p, and do crack, get away from me, man
i eradicate cap, now he sat lookin’ sad ’cause he sap of the energy
makin’ him rap, my gun goin’ boom-bap like the beat to ol’ raps
and i’m gettin’ so fast, and, like, you better keep up, then
i continue to f-ck it up
pressin’ a n-gga like fixin’ a b-tton up
i took her best friend, and now we finna pucker up
chance for a feature, and now that boy suckin’ up
choppin’ his homies, i call that a double cup
from here on out, things better be lookin’ up
i used to feel down, but now it might turn around
gainin’ some clout on the clock app, f-ck around
you is a clown, always shrouded from dumb sh-t
wearin’ a frown, why you act like a dumb b-tch?
he makin’ me buss, we up on bus, we goin’ to ctec
like, where is you from? never heard of this f-ggot
you is a beaner, no border you passin’
f-ggots in summer school spittin’ some weak raps
got me a chase, i’m gettin’ that cashapp
i’m racin’ the jakes, i speed in the fast lane
shootin’ this hollow tip, splittin’ yo’ membrane
gainin’ some followers when i am grade a
smokin’ like holocaust, wackin’ my place, stank
i cannot f-ck wit’ the fakes, f-ck outta my face
[chorus]
slow it down
make the hook stick now
you’s a crook
for sounds, you ain’t never profound

[verse 4]
get the f-ck out my way, ayy
you is a bum and you eat everyday, ayy
i’m doin’ my dance, i move like a snake
i’m makin’ these bands, what i imagine, wait
i’m makin’ some fans, and then i just go crazy
put the kite down, wanna fight now?
goin’ five rounds, sight down, better pipe down
you get sniped now, pipe loud
goin’ right now to the white house
f-ck wit’ the president, he is my guy now
blow up a school, and i’m ready to die loud
towin’ a pistol, five guys i make lie down
showin’ that p-ssy my rappin’, he cry now
i’m gettin’ rusty, i think i might die now
wow, i’m actin’ like a clown
thinkin’ that everybody would shut up they mouth and love one another
and love on each other for showing their differences because they’re just a person who’s tryin’ to live

- eatthen

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