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letra de call of duty - isiahcozy

[intro: stanwill]
(enrgy made this one)
yeah, b-tch

[verse 1: stanwill]
unc’ somewhere wock pourin’ (ahh)
took the ar pistol, bought a stock for it (grrt)
really stackin’, it’s a fifty in my sock drawer (d-mn)
just ’cause i got a b-tch, don’t think that i won’t pop yours
lookin’ at my closet, all these x’s, all these v’s
we some muscle junkies, i be flexin’ with my team
i be bustin’ banks, won’t catch me messin’ with no fiends
tryna pull a knot out, had to wrestle with my jeans (d-mn)
like it’s call of duty, ar got ’bout ten attachments
got a glock and cpl, you know i’m finna scr-p it
i look like the paparazzi how my pendant flashin’ (sh-t, f-ck, hm, okay, okay)
i look like the f-ckin’ paparazzi how my pendant flashin’
.50 hangin’ out the glock, this b-tch look like a tennis racket
it’s too many horses in this kitty, b-tch, i’m finna crash it
pop out shootin’ like i’m michael bay, you know i’m with the action
turtle pie got gang high as ever
i can hit the set with dog sh-t just to buy whatever
bet she throw me kitty ’cause of my lion sweater
he be cappin’ in them songs, he need a lie detector

[chorus: isiahcozy & stanwill]
yeah
that boy playin’ games, guess we playin’ call of duty (brrt)
i got a shooter on the mic’, he said, “let’s get into it” (brrt)
brodie live in warzone, you know he got the movement (d-mn)
how you sweatin’ on them sticks showin’ no improvement? (ayy)
had to like your sh-t
i been gettin’ higher since i put your ass in the spliff
.223s bustin’, cause a whole lot of accidents
go put that boy [?] tag, it’s rest in p-ss
[verse 2: isiahcozy]
hoodies bullets speed force how we got flash
he gon’ wake up, look around, see a toe tag
on my part, [?] any n-gga get snagged
bring his skate or better skate ‘fore we get trash
matter fact, man, f-ck that
i’m comin’ quick scope, leave these n-ggas with a hunchback
johnny cage, split him, hurt him in his n-ts-ck
n-gga, you hungry? eat these bars, here’s a rap snack
it’s really crazy everybody think i give a f-ck (i don’t)
like i wake up, check my phone, ain’t hear enough
you n-ggas chat when you talk, all i hear is bluff
how i f-ck on your girl and you still cuff?
i know you kiss her on the lips and taste my nut
you paid child support, n-gga, i give my cut
if the dogs in the yard, it mean i’m goin’ rough
you down bad, my boy, all i could say is “that’s tough”

- isiahcozy

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