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letra de a great checker - hzrn

[verse]
yeah, yeah
yeah, me and my b-tch, we be off them drugs
we match everythin’, yeah, ’cause we in love
i f-cked your b-tch, huh, ’cause you a scrub
and you not gang, you a lame, you a dub
i kicked that lil’ b-tch off my roster, huh, huh, i need a sub
they stealin’ my swag and they follow, yeah, yeah, these n-ggas suck
on a dark day-ay, i need ya
when we part ways, ayy, i need ya
ayy, yeah, i need you
like oxygen, without you, baby girl, i can’t breathe
i been showin’ off my pain lately, i tatted up my sleeve, yeah
balenciaga my jeans, yeah
rick owens still on my tee, yeah
srt, a red key, yeah
these n-ggas ain’t f-ckin’ with me
these n-ggas can’t f-ck with me if they was a baddie
with a fatty, give a f-ck about a bad b-tch
i’ll turn your favorite rapper, yeah, into ashes
watch his body drop through my balenciaga glasses
don’t talk about that b-tch no more, if you don’t see me with her, she past tense
these n-ggas stopped flexin’ on instagram, where yo’ racks went?
where yo’ racks go?
oh, you spent it on hoes, money, drugs, and clothes

- hzrn

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