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letra de prod.blank feat. yngrip & riddle (prod. blank) - green giant

[intro: yngrip]
pull up with shooters hoe show me you got some
quit lying on gram and quit flexing we’re not dumb
post up with fk we fight we don’t like guns
embarrass you in front of your momma and poppa
dropping you off like a kid going to school, we dropped out of scummy, yo b-tch think we cool
number 1 rule your the best with the mop bruh
we keep this sh-t clean like it’s granny’s new hot tub

[verse 1: green giant]
(aye), i rip your head off like mk you b-tch
i know you’re c-cky get off of my d-ck
post up with my gang we mobbing and sh-t
fk will slit you from throat to your lip
middle class kids always goofing around
your noise on my insta we shooting you down
you ain’t my dog but you’ll end in a pound, capping online make you look like a clown
(haha)
you think we’re done?, (aye, aye)
we’re just getting started, (haha)
pistol whip pessents for acting like chicks
k!lling a verse i might cop a new clip
this hoe getting mad told her suck on my d-ck
face load so big got her chocking and sh-t
spilling yours guts left you faceless on cement
demons on my side on weekdays and weekends
time to let out a beast that has been sleeping
murderous flow like i’m jason it’s creeping
[verse 2: yngrip]
i’m with my dogs and we gonna go stupid
i hate you, quit playing or you will be toothless
my pistol holds 30 rounds you cannot see it
them holes in your body, like spongebob you leakin’
i’m with yo b-tch and she sucking for free
you try me then you will be bodied this week
s-m-n on her face i’m leaving her clean
stupid ass white boy your rapping is week, (gang)

[verse 3: riddle]
(ion’ even really be trying no more, haha)
(44 sh-t, fk sh-t, b-tch)
these demons in rosters don’t martyr on me
these doctors and monsters the same b-tch you see
i’m a legend, could never od, i’m a legend, really an og, i get p-ssy for free
diamonds they on me, liquid it just freeze, but pearls coming up from the depths of the sea
don’t f-ck with me if it isn’t bout some cheese
start up the whip ion’ even got keys
listen the way that they glisten could really be lincoln or someone equally smitten
these bars even written in blood yeah, the kingdom coming to a close, paint the whole village with victims, (yuh, ah)
these b-tches really know how to starve
i never pick at em’
and i really wish that i was a god, i’d never listen, (brrr)

- green giant

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