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letra de bitch! back - haloo!

[intro]
(oh i dont blame her, you done f-cked up
instant pink, i pour that mud up, i love my drank, i love my drank, i love my drank woahh)

[chorus]
i sip that f-cking drank
i pour a f-cking cup, i mix it with lil purple rain
i told b-tch “get out my face, i need my f-cking sp-ce”
im on the run to go get my bank
this choppa gone hit and spray
them bullets hit yo ass i watch em rain
i swear im sipping on that motherf-cking drank
you bet we send them bullets that’ll hit yo f-ckin face
lil 40. gone get by the face
you bet a lil bullet go into yo brain
trackhawk b-tch you do not wanna race
b-tch i promise you bet’ not race me
but im focused on racks, you know a lil n-gga gone double that (huh)
if a n-gga try to take my spot, we sending thеm bullets like quarterback
im f-cking that ho, shе keep running back
i’ve good off, these n-ggas ain’t know ive been done with that
i run to the bank like a muhf-ckin running back
you better come and get yo b-tch back (oh woah)

[verse]
you know i can’t stand him, get a lil 40 to b-tch slap
tell that boy “get the f-ck out my spot”
40. on me you know we gone ride
40. on me i bet we gone slide
40 on me watch that lil n-gga die
solving the problem like what is the pie?
f-cking yo b-tch got my d-ck in her spine
n-ggas been knowing im making the racks
from the topic we double it back
you know i got yo ho, and she throwing it back
“matchin’ man!” b-tch you know where we at
im bout to go and go make me a bag
i heard n-ggas is praying for muhf-ckin bags?
all these n-ggas not working its making me mad (like what the f-ck)
[bridge]
whatever, it is what it is
they know im “lil halo”, they know imma pour it, then go speak for the real
you know ive been back whats the deal
benihana regular spill
put a drum on the nine!
got ya ho she been here for the ride
hope you n-ggas been knowing im back in my prime , so you better back not hide
nah u better bet not lie
you n-ggas been trash and trashing on my life
so now im back, lil 40 die
drum on me gon spit that fire
40 on me watch a opp n-gga die

[chorus]
i sip that f-cking drank
i pour a f-cking cup, i mix it with lil purple rain
i told b-tch “get out my face, i need my f-cking sp-ce”
im on the run to go get my bank
this choppa gone hit and spray
them bullets hit yo ass i watch em rain
i swear im sipping on that motherf-cking drank
you bet we send them bullets that’ll hit yo f-ckin face
lil 40. gone get by the face
you bet a lil bullet go into yo brain
trackhawk b-tch you do not wanna race
b-tch i promise you bet’ not race me
but im focused on racks, you know a lil n-gga gone double that (huh)
if a n-gga try to take my spot, we sending them bullets like quarterback
im f-cking that ho, she keep running back
i’ve been off, these n-ggas ain’t know ive been done with that
i run to the bank like a muhf-ckin running back
you better come and get yo b-tch back (oh woah)

- haloo

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