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letra de quarantine freestyle - fuckraze

[verse 1]
you want stress? glock 9 and im dippin
see ya face on a flyer and ur missin
u want crack? be right back inda kitchen
servin drugs in my coupe and im whippin
rappin that sh-t with a mic outta quarantine
if u want smoke u get shot outta limousine
im gettin crazy a feen, for da nicotine
im at ya block b-tch im sellin amphetamine
im makin war like its d-day huh
f-ck on ur b-tch on ur bday huh
all of these bodies they decay huh
im gettin ma guap on the pday huh
all of these f-ggots addicted to fentanyl
goin so ham like a mof-ckin cannibal
ar-15 got a dot its attachable
why all these p-ssys they act like an animal
dont give a sh-t b-tch im robbin ur capital
movin the coke b-tch im movin its regional
u think ur grindin but sh-t isnt rational
smokin on gas b-tch im smokin on natural
i got a tec im robbin ur check
while i got a noose around my neck
im sippin on foe b-tch im sippin on tech
and i run up the function im sellin on pack
sniffin a line b-tch u know that its ketamine
imma relax and im poppin promethazine
im blowin up recently and they envy me
keep a gun tucked b-tch im smokin an enemy
i dont feel, alive
run up get shot with a 45
ye b-tch u know u won’t survive
take all ur sh-t u get deprived

[verse 2}
sniffin cocaine, im hidin my pain
im goin insane in my mof-ckin brain
i got some goals that i cannot obtain
and thats why im careless im sippin champagne
outside inda rain, time is so fast b-tch it pass like train
i think i might die b-tch this sh-t issa shame
atleast im not whack af chasin for fame aye
watch out i pistol whip aye
pew pew b-tch get clipped aye
pull up with a strap at ya crip aye
and ur hoe got a d-ck on her lip aye

[verse 3]
your life is long while my life is short
ridin around inna mof-ckin sport
i do not talk not even in court
stfu b-tch u mof-ckin wh0re
all of this ppl they f-ckin adore
fame and this case, your music is trash
body got dropped b-tch that mof-cker splash
starting a robbery takin his hash
burn down his body to mof-ckin ash
feelin like tay k b-tch i do the dash
i gotcha hoe and im rdy to smash
dmt hittin b-tch i think i crash ugh
all of these ppl they think that they up
i got the tech and i sip outta cup
im off the molly b-tch im inda club
ele and me smokin gas inda cut aye
ave and me dont wanna talk
pour up the foe and im sippin on wock
sniffin on coke b-tch im sniffin on rock
i got the drugs like a mof-ckin doc
icyred catchin a mof-ckin fed
naaxy and me pullin up and u dead
77 the mof-ckin threat
f-ck on dat b-tch and that b-tch is so wet

- fuckraze

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