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letra de plug summer - king twano

[verse 1:]
running circles, compet-tion is a marathon
couldn’t touch the pedestal and throne that i’m standing on
my crown getting rusted over, you can catch this cold shoulder
squad is like a bunch soldiers, who you really stunting on?
i’m the ultimate, i am really old to this, ain’t no need for an alternate, i’m already a compliment, to the compet-tion just catch up like condiments
i’m leagues above you cats, ain’t no need for my accomplishments
you a victim, i’m tired of playing “k!ller”
i’m tired of playing nice, we not the same n-gga
2 different lanes, currently on the highway
switching gears, you rappers are coming my way
really i’m the plug [x2]
you don’t get no love [x2]
f-ck “subliminals”, i’ll really say your name
how your name “lor trigga”, but you don’t know how to aim
really i’m a king [x2]
i’m just playing games [x2]
you n-ggas really lame, n-ggas really lame
you don’t get no fame [x2]
stop throwing shade, n-gga air it out
i’m the n-gga you should really be scared about
this a level that you couldn’t fully reach
this a god flow, man you gon’ have to preach (amen)
you rapping like a caveman
got the “trigga” on mute, when my n-ggas came in
that was from “to be honest”, i’m tryna f-ck up some commas
you n-ggas come with the drama, i’m tryna’ f-ck with rihanna
get more work than desiigner
black and white like a panda
i just keep it 300, like my name was montana
you just fail under-pressure
i can not understand you
yeah the trigger just sneezed, all my k!llers say bless you
if you winning i’ll let you, i’m not hating on that
but you can’t really rap, i’m just stating the facts
man you not a trap n-gga
hold up…
[verse 2: summer sixteen]
all the rappers in baltimore wanna be me a little
except me and shawn, we the only ones who don’t keep it that simple
i got more rings, big chains, come around with that war pain
that’s meek milly’ cause i got mills,just tryna’ get more fame
young god, presidente
whipping n-ggas like i’m kunta kinte
kicking n-ggas like i am a sensei
i’m k!lling rappers on a f-cking mixtape
i dab on em, rico
n-ggas gotta know i’m evil
ain’t gonna be another sequel
i’m getting tired of these people
i’m a bad boy with a conscious
my girl wish i wasn’t honest
i’m k!lling rappers, ima target
just wait til next august
aww summer seventeen
16 bars mean
riding dirty not clean
why you tripping off me?
call my n-gga, “aye maine”?
tell these n-ggas i’m the king
“when i ride” was a game
now the throne where i lay
call my n-ggas out of state [x3]
tell these n-ggas i’m the king
i’m a motherf-cking boss
burning n-ggas, randy moss
i’m a motherf-cking star
got me zooming p-ss mars
-zoom zoom zoom- gone
don’t you worry bout twan
n-gga still spiiting bars

- king twano

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