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letra de first nite - hogleg

[verse 1: dxrkknght]
(dxrkknght lil b-tch ay)
(dxrkknght lil b-tch ay)
(dxrkknght lil b-tch ay)
(dxrkknght lil b-tch ay)
(dxrkknght lil-, dxrkknght lil-, dxrkknght lil-, dxrkknght lil-,)
k!lling sh-t since i been in the 8th grade (what grade)
duck a co-sign i always been self made
big body benz hogging up both lanes
big body hitch sit down on my face
swear i been knew pain like nagato
black jesse pinkman only wear big clothes
black forces with spikes on my toes
thick goth b-tch yea i got a few of those
new coupe you know it’s too fast
pedal to the metal you can see me zoom past
pulling strings like j-petto make her act bad
jansport i’m in my bag
shorty saw me pouring lean
and she shook her head
she said dxrkknght i won’t be surprised if you end up dead
but i been making paper everyday like the printed press
and that’s word to dj khaled you know we the f-cking best

[verse 2: lil clouds]
bl–dy steppin bottoms red
built her up she want me dead
so i took her friend instead
f-ck you gon do with all this bread?
pretty b-tch n poppin seals
b-tch im slimey like an eel
these gems topaz them sh-ts teal
pop me like 3 i don’t know how i feel
hop in the 392 then i peel
she love me cuz everything i say real
talkin’ that sh-t yeah your lemon get peeled
she not religious but got that girl kneeled
dunkin on f-ckers like my name o’neal
dunkin on f-ckers like my name o’neal
[verse 3: 2kcol]
(2k)
steppin, steppin, watch me step out on the scene
b-tch we runnin, runnin, runnin, laps around yo whole team
b-tch i’m blacked out, blacked out think i need a new spleen
droppin addy’s in my system, okay 2k that prom queen (2k)
vodka in my gut drifting out yo f-ckin lot (uh huh)
p-ssy kid go snitch if we tell em what we got (p-ssy)
think i gave a f-ck bout the kids you came in with? (nuh huh)
b-tch we posted up, toured yo city, heard you a b-tch

[verse 4: gurls club]
imma dead boy from h-ll, tell me what did i sell?
my soul turned black my eyes rolled back
when lucy casted her spell
we smokin sticky that smell
could give a f-ck how you feel
i rock my clothes i shop at stores for cheap
i’m coppin goodwill
imma midwest mother f-cker, blood sucker
out the gutter never tell a b-tch i love her
wrist cutter asylum lover
take your b-tch i’m off the sh-ts but hazey never stutter (god)

- hogleg

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