a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de pick up the shells - fuckyouak

Loading...

[chorus: ak3k]
hopped out wit’ a cold blade
mask on i ain’t gonna catch no case
go wild, i’ve been ridin’ a sp-ceship
twin glocks gonna give that p-ssy facelifts
okay okay, better get the f-ck outta my way
cut a b-tch off if he movin’ too fake
there he go again, why they thinkin’ i’m even gon’ play
burn up my tips i ain’t leaving no trace

[verse 1: ak3k]
counting my shots so i i pick up the sh-lls
i take his soul and send him down to h-ll
crackin’ his skull like the liberty bell
p-ssy be talking like i’m not the one
how ’bout you paranoid, grip on the gun
i’m sending shots thru his neck for the fun
shot off your legs if you think you can run
i am the n-gga thats burnin’ the sun (yeah)

(motherf-ckas thinkin’ sh-t sweet)
dead motherf-cka but i keep it lowkey
bet the brass knuckles gonna shatter yo’ t–th (yuh, yuh)
never getting cold feet, 30 inch blade that i keep in no sheath
now they gotta put his face on a white tee
p-ssy lil boy he ain’t got it like me, yeah
all my n-ggas pulling up for the smoke
warlock gripping on your muhf-ckin’ throat
i’m not laughing why you think this is a joke?
i’ma do this ’till the day that i croke
sleepin’ on me but i know i’ma blow
now my baby let me spit in the throat
everybody wanna copy the flow
[?] cracking the code

[bridge: ak3k]
f-ck around and get dropped
we tryna stay to say hi
now my nine, it go pop
99 to your top
this for all of my oops, we tryna stay to say hi
i been sendin’ yo’ shots
no one makin’ me stop
play aloud, and go rot, yeah

[chorus: ak3k]
hopped out wit’ a cold blade
mask on i ain’t gonna catch no case
go wild, i’ve been ridin’ a sp-ceship
twin glocks gonna give that p-ssy facelifts
okay okay, better get the f-ck outta my way
cut a b-tch off if he movin’ too fake
there he go again, why they thinkin’ i’m even gon’ play
burn up my tips i ain’t leaving no trace
[bridge: ak3k]
f-ck around and get dropped
we tryna stay to say hi
now my nine, it go pop
99 to your top
this for all of my oops, we tryna stay to say hi
i been sendin’ yo’ shots
no one makin’ me stop
play aloud, and go rot, yeah, yeah

[verse 2: santos santana]
nine in my hand and i won’t let it go
drink in my brain and im loosin’ control
spit in the mouth ’cause she wanted
run it, run
nine in my hand and i won’t let it go
drink in my brain and im loosin’ control
spit in the mouth ’cause she wanted
run it, run

i-i-i-it’s the ringin’ from the steel
[?] hot my sh-t is real
passin’ plastic for a meal
(’bout to p-ss in)
i’m the [?] swingin’ steel
[?] forever that’s my deal
sniffing white i need the
how can i not
walkin’ the 85s, several blunts that’s gonna [?], like
let me run
i wake up, smoke another [?]
[outro: santos santana]
you don’t talk to mutch
why you talk to mutch?
[?]

- fuckyouak

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS

Loading...