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letra de chromë - haloo!

[unreleased]
[lyrics from snippet]
[intro]
(haloo!!)
(yall asked for sum new sh-t so i did it better)
(yall asked for sum new sh-t not that special pluggnb sh-t)

[chorus]
b-tch you know i’ve been makin that beat
that 40 round drum put that boy to sleep
ive been getting that pack from a to z
get yo lil hoe she annoying me
ive been getting that sack, like every new week
draggin’ that whip, its foreign
im on the side!, its aa to me
f-ck that old b-tch, she boring (no frauds)
this choppa stay close to my muhf-ckin opp
like 24/7 im beefing with opps
i’m waiting for someone to give me the drop
that boy keep playin, put that boy in a pot
can’t f-ck with you n-ggas, you know ive been on
can’t talk with you n-ggas you doin too much
can’t play with you n-ggas im in my zone
i remember you n-ggas used to hate my song
i remembеr you n-ggas used to hate my sound
f-ck it, im blowin’ like 500 rounds
f-ck on yo bih’ yеah we pass her around
and these n-ggas ain’t knowing, i evolved my sound
you n-ggas not runnin no town
lil n-gga we pull up we shootin sh-t down, huh
gettin bags of money, a pound
this gas is way too loud, huh
[verse]
i upgraded my sound i get it (okay!)
im runnin it down, took yo b-tch now we runnin it down (okay!)
that choppa stay close too me, walk that sh-t down (okay!)
that n-gga goofy he a clown
he betta not duck when im hitting them rounds
im getting this cash, my muhf-ckin figures yo b-tch been playin my muhf-ckin sound
we shooting like muhf-ckin “buckets”
these n-ggas they p-ssy, stay ducking
that choppa it blow like a trumpet
that boy keep playing you know imma up it
i ride with that top down (top down)
n-gga like where is my funds now? (funds now)
i score me a pint, no touchdown (touchdown)
i get to that base, you know i get done now (uh huh)

[hook 1]
imma start off with this sh-t right here!
i take me a break, then go pop me a pill
matter fact, go pop you a pill
b-tch put yo cleats on lets go do us a drill
im trynna blow up and then make me a million
d-mn it, i want two mil’
f-ck that sh-t make me a bil’
imma blow up, then put my sh-t up on the ceil’
you know im that guy right here
you know imma slide dont hit my line, dont hit my phone right here
imma be number one when i reach my time
its the time right here, its the time right here
b-tch its this time right here, imma go put it on
[hook 2]
f-ck it ill get you gone (ill get you gone)
f-ck it i did her wrong(did her wrong)
b-tch i did the song(did the song)
hope you know im the best lil b-tch, hope youll learn that sh-t from wrongs
trynna make a hunnid k lil b-tch, workin at saint levant
spent three bands at-

- haloo

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