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letra de fenti - juice wrld

[intro]
999

[verse 1]
my lil’ b-tch love fendi, huh, she rihanna with that fenty
my gun full as h-ll, boy, please don’t make me empty it
n-ggas fool as h-ll boy, they see the real in me
you could catch a sh-ll, boy, f-ck n-gga don’t tempt me
i let it go, i let it go, just let it go, i let it go
f-ck n-gga don’t tempt me, i let it go
i let it go, i let it go, f-ck n-gga don’t tempt me
she ride like a ten-speed, bad b-tch from miami
dive in the p-ssy like ten feet, i was in the cut with a semi
can’t let a f-ck n-gga get me
can’t let a f-ck bih’ catch me up
she can still suck me up, yeah
came in the club with a super-soldier, n-gga no g.i. joe
feel like a giant around these lil’ ass n-ggas, n-gga no fee-fi-fo
she want to f-ck, she want the henny and vod’, b-tch i drunk it all
just sit back, let me break your back
just like i break the law, yeah
[bridge]
pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew

[verse 2]
blow some hundreds to the b-tch inside the bank, yeah, uh
woke up rich, n-gga talkin’ but he can’t, yeah, ayy
run up, you get hit, that choppa like a snake, yeah
i told you that i don’t got time for the snakes, yeah
run up, you get hit, that choppa break your back, yeah
that lil’ b-tch gon’ suck and f-ck on our first date, yeah
i’m gon prolly f-cking cum all on her face, yeah
work so hard, i do this sh-t like every day, yeah
shoot my shot at every b-tch, i fade away, yeah
don’t got a glock then i’ma use a razor blade, yeah
gold in my mouth, my clock, but b-tch no flava flav, yeah
get so rich that i can sh-t up on my ex, yeah
should’ve thought before you sent that f-cking text, yeah
i’m just finna put my d-ck inside my next, yeah
f-ck her once and then i gotta make an exit, yeah
i’m in the past tense, yeah
run up, i’m blastin’
i recognize you like nasty
she do the coke off a napkin, uh
you like nappin’, huh, ayy
n-gga you fake as f-ck, you be cappin’, yuh, ayy
like a poetry slam, i be snappin’, hmm, ayy
n-ggas be talkin’ sh-t but what happens to them?
uh, pull up on him, that gun…

- juice wrld

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