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letra de letsdothis (flood) - internetfr3ak

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intro:
silly team!, f-f-f-f-fly four oh five

sfx:
lets do this!

lyrics 1:
do the dash in a scatpack racing
high as f-ck eating these blunts i keep [?]
if he talking sh-t dumping the casings
he wanna chill out this bullet im [?]
oh thats your b-tch i didn’t know yall was dating
i f-cked her real good [?]
my aim real good leave your ass face-less
grab this glah-glock and i dont leave no f-cking casings
i sniff the coke then i go to the matrix
im dodging bullets b-tch like in the matrix
if you wanna [?] kicking your face in
if you wanna [?] kicking your face in

(lower pitch)
if you wanna [?] kicking your face in-in

(regular pitch)
you think thats gas-pack b-tch well i laced it
keep an ar in my f-cking [?]
these bullets heat-seeking dont you try to run now
broad-day like im a f-cking {?]
b-tch you not the kid yea i [?]

lyrics 1:
do the dash in a scatpack racing
high as f-ck eating these blunts i keep [?]
if he talking sh-t dumping the casings
he wanna chill out this bullet im [?]
do the dash in a scatpack racing
high as f-ck eating these blunts i keep [?]
if he talking sh-t dumping the casings
he wanna chill out this bullet im [?]

lyrics 2:
[?] flex on em make these boys say wow
and i f-cked her good make that b-tch say wow
and them percs good made me f-ckin say wow
she throw that ass good yea her booty so wild

(sped up)
[?] flex on em make these boys say wow
[?] flex on em make these boys say wow
[?] flex on em make these boys say wow
and i f-cked her good make that b-tch say wow
and them percs good made me f-ckin say wow
she throw that ass good yea her booty so wild

(regular speed)
promise that you gonna die its your fate now
you really [?], im really [?] speaking
you really real tweaking
you won’t [?]
all you do is lie, we really f-cking see it
lyrics 3:
no i can’t cuff that b-tch she an eater
well im her bed make her go [?]
real vampire know im finna eat her
cut that b-tch off i dont wanna see her
she say she love me but i dont believe her
she says i turn an atheist to a believer
you reached your [?] stay on the bleacher
you wanna be like us well you gotta bleed first

lyrics 1:
do the dash in a scatpack racing
high as f-ck eating these blunts i keep [?]
if he talking sh-t dumping the casings
he wanna chill out this bullet im [?]
do the dash in a scatpack racing
high as f-ck eating these blunts i keep [?]
if he talking sh-t dumping the casings
he wanna chill out this bullet im [?]

outro:
silly team
(glitch sfx)

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