letra de backyard - hicartel
[hxlx]
full drum magazine
pullup with the blade make you bleed
imma stab that b-tch cuz i feel the need
dressing blue but you a fake crip
bough a fake crib
cuz you n-ggas broke as sh-t
i was broke on my d-ck
now-
they can love me
they can hate me
they can like me
i still don’t care about them
they can love me
they can hate me
they can like me
i still don’t care about them
full drum magazine
pullup with the blade make you bleed
imma stab that b-tch cuz i feel the need
dressing blue but you a fake crip
bough a fake crib
cuz you n-ggas broke as sh-t
i was broke on my d-ck
now i got the rakcs yuh
boutta f-cking flex yuh
shootout now it’s a mess yuh
move another pack yuh
cut your f-cking neck yuh
got the c4 in my back yuh
i got bodies in my backyard
[hicartel]
ay i got machine on my body
taking my mac n i k!ll him like nothing
throw in a flashbang clear out the building
craving the violence i think it’s so funny
yuh this b-tch she play like a dummy
chasing her down cuz i love when they running
never gon die cuz i feel like a zombie
always at peace when i cut them up calmly
holy sh-t people plotting on my downfall
i got stalkers watching me always tryna f-cking call
imma switch the roll n f-cking get into their house n crawl
i am in your crib and i’m hiding inside of your wall
i am always watching you i am like a haunted doll
i am off alazapram and 16 bisoprolol
i just laced a couple pills sold it to some teenagers
making all my money from the trap and scamming my haters
so many f-ggots join the scene they are all fakers
how you gonna press me when i’m strapped with my green laser
[goreoffline]
got 11s on my side
b-tch i’m born to f-cking die
yeah i’m off the f-cking xanax b-tch i feel like i’m gon fly
yeah i’m gon shoot this school cus i want the f-cking high
bodyparts everywhere yeah all they do is cry
walk in to the function like my name is osama bin ladin
mopping down all these f-ggots because i’m feeling h-lla silly
you act like i care i don’t give a f-ck
speak with your chest if i pull up yuh you betta duck
f-cking with my drum mags lil p-ssy yeah you outta luck
snuck into the party jus 2 gun down all these f-ggots huh
disrespect my clique and imma show you that we heartless bruh
dumb obsessed with violence i’m guessing thats jus my talent uh
make a wrong move imma mess you up yuh
make a wrong move imma mess you up yuh
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