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letra de virus - iamnoclue & jettsett

[chorus]
i just pulled up in a he-rs-, i left his wheels spinning
had to swing that b-tch around but we ain’t tail whipping
i left his body on the ground, i bet he’s still twitching
i told her that i had doubts, she walked away limping

[verse 1]
i’ma pull up in a matte black, go and get your own
yeah, b-tch, where your life at? bullet to the dome
she asking where my knife at, i ain’t leave it home
switch up in my bag, yeah, that sh-t’s for the road

she tryna grab up on my c-ck but on my waistline, there’s a glock there
homicidal dreams, that i shot him and he drop dead
f-cking with a skeleton, you better bring your manners, b-tch
problems to the table, bet i’m stepping with banana clips

[bridge]
(what-what-what)
(what-what-what)
(hah-hah-hah)
(hah-hah-hah)

[verse 2]
b-tch, i’m stepping up with my timbs up on your skull (crusher)
with the 5% tints, if i whip it, never know
[?] how i do it, i don’t know (i don’t know)
better get up off your ass, got your b-tch up on the phone
’cause if they stepping up on my property, turn that b-tch to a graveyard
slug round, make him drop to his knees, catch him with the ar
i don’t give a f-ck about no p-ssy, let it rip, boy
.556, i’ma dig your ass a dish, boy

[pre-chorus]
(what-what-what)
(what-what-what)
(hah-hah-hah)
(hah-hah-hah)

- iamnoclue jettsett

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