letra de tech deck - hoodie hilltop
nah cause why you trippin
like you went and popped a tab
got a coat i’m workin like
scientist in the lab
everytime i rap you know i’m
snappin like a crab
every track i heard from you is
cappin when you rap
yo verse so boring sh-t make me start
nappin when you rap
yappin at my homie had this
action get you packed
laughing at yo asses askin
what was up wit that and then
i ask you what had happened
fore i smack you off the map
walking to the store
i’m walkin back wit blunts and
40s on me
stepping out the house and it’s apparent
why ya shorty on me
ion run from cops
that’s a great way to commit suicide
ion run from opps
it’s a great day to commit homicide
i am on the block
you can say the word and know imma slide
you can get sixed like
anthony hopkins in amistad
s-x tape on the handy cam
thanks sony you k!lled it homie
neck break on a hand stand
i ate the p-ssy then drill it slowly
tech deck on a b-tch ass
got wood on me like paul bunyan
gotta hit em with the new flow yo
top 5 better start runnin
if a rapper got sh-t to say to me
eat my d-ck and both nuts
i sock him in his jaw one time
have him leaning on ya like he po’d up
a lot of y’all tryna copy me
i had to switch my flow up
yo b-tch got a yeast infection
mine wanna get her dough up
googleable wit the head game bruh
y’all gotta look her throat up
so and so started rappin bout you
i’m better b-tch so what
b-tch i’m it
like bill skarsgard
self harm marks on my arms
full of cigar scars
stop motion in the booth
tim burton lurkin wit the
cyanide in his tooth
anti-cop proof
aunty cop 100 proof still
hit fast forward sure to
see me in the booth still
sh-ts too real
too crazy to be two pilled
tappin at the capsule till
my tummy and my tooth k!lls
tag a ten to titillate
im tacklin the tubes ill
trample on my t-st-cl-s for
testin how ya boots feel
tell a rapper f-ck wit me he wanna get his crew k!lled
turn a rapper to a 10 to 5 o’clock
news reel
my animals are loose because the cages
in the zoos filled
who’s really you
and who’s the you ya let the
b-tches see
i let the b-tches see i’m more freaky than
pretend to be
i hit it from the back and
spring a leak up out her wettest dreams
then ate b-tch that ate a b-tch
while watchin human centipede
drop drop drop
paper box like a bank teller
if you drop a triple
then you know i’m finna take h-lla
i don’t f-ck with anything
unless it make the paint melt
imma take another
i’m not tryna feel the pain still
peaking more than meters
or a vouyer in a blind spot
dont drink anything and
careful wit them eye drops
i don’t like cops
but i love to watch em die off
i would eat the bible if it’s
somethin i’d get high off
oh my god
i be projecting my headsp-ce
i need you to contemplate on
really tryna test fate
i be in the x files
i be on the next page
guarantee you see me comin
like you was my ex face
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- letra de grace - jonathan mcreynolds
- letra de world on my shoulder - 42 dugg
- letra de bite my lip - teen blush
- letra de propaganda - waynewood