letra de grim - jvheim
[intro: jvheim]
(poncho, you so motherf-ckin’ goated)
wawg
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[verse 1: jvheim]
beat a n-gga block, early morning, all that rap cap
catch his ass coming out that trap, push his cap back
hopping out a black kai, n-gga, f-ck a skat pack (come here)
i don’t f-ck with rats either, no, i don’t condone that (nah)
n-gga it’s a new season but we still catchin’ hats
they gave me a new reason to spin that block and double back
catch a opp and wack his ass, back in that splat, we outta there
look at the opps, them b-tches mad, told a f-ck n-gga we ain’t playing fair
f-ck a n-gga, i’ll k!ll this, f-ck n-gga, i been lit
most times i been dolo, call kshordy, hit that k!ll switch
got so many glizzys i don’t know which one to drill with
f-ck so many b-tches i don’t know which one to deal with
opp b-tch f-cking with me, you know i’mma let my friend hit
bussin’ off the meds, activated, b-tch, i’m fully focused
smoking dead n-ggas, ashtray filled with thirty roaches (f-ck)
roll another ‘wood and pop a pеrk, now i’m f-cking loaded (gang)
catch a n-gga lacking, choppa blast him, i’m a f-cking vulture
i be all in traffic, pistol packing with my f-cking soldiеrs
terrorise they side ’cause all my n-ggas from that f-cking ‘nolia
i won’t let it slide, why? b-tch ’cause i don’t f-cking know ya
creep up from behind (boaw) b-tch, choppa knock off his shoulder
now you on the ground (fttt), b-tch, watch that choppa stand over
smoke ’em out the pound, full of leeke and meechy and baby
so many dead opps, i think i see daedae and john john and busta (they dead)
i’mma let ’em talk, f-ck a 40, that draco gon’ bust ’em
baby from the west, she f-ck the opps, get that lo-lo, we rush ’em
b-tch this off the top, i’m finna stop, pop that perky then i’m f-cking
why would i give up just to slip up, all these bands that i’m touching (gang)
[verse 2: la cracka]
smoking meechy, leeke, don’t mess up ’cause somebody gon’ die
when the mention teke, smoke some leeke, do this for 35
n-ggas tweak on social media don’t even bring they ass outside
wearing snapback for these hoes knowing d-mn y’all be hiding
get the lo-lo up, let’s go, get in the front, no, i ain’t driving
we do sh-t that they ain’t do, no talking, b-tch, we sliding
about bibby, 35, spazz and mookie, masked up, n-ggas dying
ohh, you think bacause i’m handsome that i’m p-ssy, b-tch, come try me
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