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letra de hallow33n - kissgrief

[chorus]
lean in the fanta
that is hoe is a dancer
sold my soul to satan but he turn me to a phantom
b-tch u rocking denim
prada boots just like santana
hit that hoe ain’t got no manners
put your bro up on a banner
put your bro up on a t shirt
pop a perc and leave earth
pop your b-tch and leave her
b-tch i got that lean curse
your pockets belemic
while my pockets are obesser
i just saw your hoe that b-tch got my song on her speakers

[verse]
and i can’t relive
no i can’t relive
went through the sh-t that would make you commit
glock on my hip when im leaving the crib i ain’t safе where i go
less i got mе a stick
i can’t be seen at the scene durin day
i can’t be seen or i might catch a case
run on your block a muhf-cking k
run our a block wit a f-cking grenade
im smoking rock b-tch im f-cking insane
poured up some drank and that b-tch got no face
hit from the back and she moving her waist everything going slow i think my drank was laced
and im sniffing that snow
got that 4 in my throat
if that b-tch wanna talk leave her ass in the road
can’t feel a thing i got no where to go
when that b-tch left i had no one to hold
[pre chorus]
you say you not bad then you proceed to be
i put on a mask like its halloween
please dont touch my strap unless you wanna bleed
i just popped a tab and now i wanna leave
that hoe is my type but she not into me
she hit me up next week
she tryna s-x me now that b-tch all on her knees
now that b-tch do what i please she tryna f-ck no she ain’t tryna leave
roll up a blunt purple runtz in the g
so f-cked up i can’t stand off the lean

- kissgrief

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