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letra de post traumatic flex disorder - iceberg black

aye, aye, aye, aye, yah

[verse 1: iceberg black]
i’m prolly the most poppin’ one of them all
if poppin’ is poppin’ the glock in the jaw
ain’t like i swing b-tch, i’m quick with the draw
golden eye golden child mission i’m on

b-tch i’m not dumb, but you workin’ with workers
y’all hitting the road, i don’t go, i send workers
they shake-down, they nervous i don’t take no purses
i rob, i don’t steal but you jackin’ my verses

and versusly, this sh-t a tournament
my mind would spin and i slow down and burnin’ sh-t (burnin sh-t)
furnishin’, sit on ’em like furniture
i just be addin’ the cash in copernicus
i would be murderous if i ain’t burnin’ sh-t
it cut me down, my nursery workin it
boy, i be deep in the cut like a surgеry
this will is trash, it just occurred to me

[hook]
i can’t f-ck with you, ’cause shе tryna f-ck like a sl-t
i ain’t stuck with you b-tches getting cut every month
when i f-ck, blow her back out every time i bust
n-ggas front ’til i back out, and [?] i would i bust
i can’t f-ck with you b-tch-mades, actin’ risqué
when i f-ck in your b-tch, mayne, but don’t trip, mayne
i can’t f-ck with you b-tch-mades, actin’ risqué
when i, when i, on your b-tch, mayne, made her switch teams

[verse 2: grim genesis]
came out the dungeon, lil b-tch, i’m a dragon
try hit your chest, go into shock like it’s static
i’m servin’ junkies and fiends and the mad and
servin’ them gram and them tablets of acid
me and icey made a classic, i bagged your shortie on class
only your life is distractions, i just be maccin’
i’m seven headed, you can’t f-ck with the dragon
i hit the stain, and i dip out to staten
i’m breathin’ fire all over manhattan
the feds they be chasin me they ain’t never going to catch and
b-tches can’t fathom i’m movin’ like a phantom
i heard the p-ssy for ransom
wifey she say that i’m handsome
i’m blowin them out in the mansion
switchblade got you dancin’
f-ckin with dragons, get left and abandoned

[hook]
i can’t f-ck with you, ’cause she tryna f-ck like a sl-t
i ain’t stuck with you b-tches getting cut every month
when i f-ck, blow her back out every time i bust
n-ggas front ’til i back out, and [?] i would i bust
i can’t f-ck with you b-tch-mades, actin’ risqué
when i f-ck in your b-tch, mayne, but don’t trip, mayne
i can’t f-ck with you b-tch-mades, actin’ risqué
when i, when i, on your b-tch, mayne, made her switch teams

- iceberg black

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