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letra de la la la - futuristic

[verse 1: futuristic]
yeah, i got that super duper iller than any n-gga you know flow
need a helmet stupid sick r-t-rded kind of slow flow
these white boys show a n-gga love, no h0m-
i need a caucasian girl with a booty as big as coco’s
i go ho, i go ho, i’m going in on every track
i be moving forward, they run in circles, like cul-de-sacs
coldest raps, go attack, n-gga, ain’t no holding back
yeah, this ain’t a game and these lames playing balderdash
know the facts, i stand about five four
handsome -ss n-gga and y’all boys eyesores
walk into my room sixty pairs of shoes on my floor
with thirty snaps and thirty tanks and i’m about to buy more
i said hi wh0r-, my name is, she stopped me and said she knew it
been following for a minute, been loving all of the music
looked a dude threw up the deuces, he look like he ’bout to lose it
don’t be stupid, she tryna f-ck with mr. i had to do it

[hook: futuristic]
how he go so hard, how he go so hard, how he go so hard
he got the coldest bars, the coldest bars, the coldest bars

[verse 2: kyle]
alright well, yo, doggie, doggie, do
what the f-ck y’all n-ggas thought? i don’t know but it wasn’t right
and i be doing this, doing this, doing this everyday and every night
yeah, dog, yeah, i’m cold
and if you didn’t get it, well, now you motherf-ckers know
shout out to my f-cking dog, super duper henry here
and you know that he don’t play, but he ain’t got no f-cking b-lls
but that don’t mean he’s f-cking g-y, fur coats like everyday
and he’s got that super nose, he uses it to sniff cocaine
yeah, but i’m chilling, no, i’m chilling
like bob dylan, peeling, when smoking that penicillin, though
k.i.d the realest, yo, car sounds like skrillex dog
and at my shows i get my fans hyper than gorillas, dog, yeah

[bridge: kyle]
the coldest bars, the coldest bars, the coldest bars, yeah
that’s why we go so hard, we go, go so, go so hard, yeah

[verse 3: futuristic]
let me be frank, y’all n-ggas suck
please quit rapping, shut the f-ck up
they say a n-gga c-cky, ya god d-mn skippy
cause can’t n0body stop me
rapping ain’t a hobby, you need a ticket to watch me
put a value on ya self, i swear my lyrics is not free
albums, mixtapes, snapbacks, tees, ringtones
sold out shows, signing them double d’s
n-gga, please, you will never be on the sh-t that i’m on
they call me futuristic, so i’m in a different timezone
i call a girl to come and give me head until her mind’s gone
she wanna f-ck? i’m straight off that, she wet she needs to dry off
and that’s the realest sh-t i ever said
k!ll me if you wanna, my music here so i’m never dead
and that’s the truth not a lie, how i feel about it is futuristic or die

[hook: futuristic]
how he go so hard, how he go so hard, how he go so hard
he got the coldest bars, the coldest bars, the coldest bars

- futuristic

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