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letra de $uicidal $lave-chain$ - fly kilo

(yeah…trapped in the muhh…trapped in the m-th-f-ckn city)

hook: (kilo)

[dookey gold chains
and that rollie on mane
got them dookey gold chains
and that rollie on mane(2x)
this the type of sh-t that you would see on rodeo lane,] 2x

they love it how i kick my flow
they love it how i rock my clothes
they love it how my earrings hot
it’s ironic that the rocks so cold
n-ggas knowin that it’s dope i blow
got me feeling like a godd-mn cloud
n-ggas callin’ me the godd-mn goat
and i’m lovin’ how it godd-mn sound

knowin’ i been in the lab i ain’t really been around
lost in my own lyrics i ain’t tryna be found
rap be the kingdom and i’m coming for the crown
more fame more b-tches and i bend they -ss down
if you with it come and get it i could plug you for the low
while girl tryna party so i slid her -ss snow
black girl turnin up, i said mami where the dro?
it’s a cloud of the gas that’s plotted by the hoes
muhhf-cka and we movin b-tch we cruisin b-tch you know it
true religion cover all the homies
burner tucked the f-ck with us we blowin’
dirty sprite it’s only right we poein’
lit as sh-t
i’m still the sh-t
i’m p-ssin’ lean
i’m sh-tting bricks
i’m way too dope
i deal the sh-t
i pack the sh-t
i seal the sh-t
you feinin b-tch?
you knowin that i’m on it

we gon flip it up
we gon mix it up
we gon pack it up
we gon zip it up
we gon ship it out
they gon deal it up
always break it down
then you fix it up
rodeo the lane
it get lit asf
yeah you know w-ssup(2x)
yeah

(………..yeah)

hook: (kilo)

[dookey gold chains
and that rollie on mane
got them dookey gold chains
and that rollie on mane(2x)
this the type of sh-t that you would see on rodeo lane,] 2x

(slowed)

my life a movie its usually kinda scary
reside inside a house of my pain and my problems vary
very f-ckin focussed on gettin’ big and then buried
i barely made it through life and i’ll take it quick if you dare me forreal
fairly b-tch i can do bad by myself
i get to high and depressed and start feeling sad by myself
wyclef bump on the speakers
i hit the spliff feeling ethel
then roll another for sequel
smoking for five of myself
feeling live like a play while chasing this cheese like i’m jerry
i went from stages to cameras cause i got people to carry
had to upgrade my n-gga my music life i done tarried
i’m casting gas on this f-ckin tape b-tch my name tyler perry
and f-ck yo granny’s dad…..

- fly kilo

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