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letra de vetements - kissgrief

[chours]
bro said he ain’t have sh-t but he grew up in the suburbs
smoking on some stinky gas it smells like burning rubber
i f-ck that b-tch but i ain’t done i wanna f-ck her mother
glock up on my hip i shoot that b-tch i ain’t no bluffer
i heard he talking sh-t so imma make that lil boy suffer
i heard he made a diss he can’t make sh-t that b-tch a cover
all up in your sisters p-ssy she call me her lover
i run up in your house and put 2 holes in your lil brother

[verse]
my b-tch h-lla crazy and she bad yeah i like it
slurring on my words off this cup joe biden
i make this b-tch so wet she be calling me posеidon
these boys are bad at music all thеy know is d-ckriding
i could hit that hoe and f-ck that hoe yeah break her back in 2
big mac no food kidnap some opps then stalk their crew and watch it shoot
my b-tch is bad they came in 2 balenci shoes got all my loot
f-ck that hoe we photoshoot dont want that hoe she kinda cute
bad b-tch she wanna f-ck
she wanna f-ck with on the team yeah f-ck on the gang
“how many guns you got”
“how many bullets you got” a billion i think
im high as f-ck pour codeine in my drink
boujee as f-ck pour codeine on my stage
louie and prada blueberry macerate
f-cking that hoe put my d-ck in her face
i know im a junkie im addicted to this lean
he talking on discord but he won’t say it to me
“i know where you live i got your ip”
boy you think im scared leave you bleeding in the streets
i could squash your ass just like a bug
he really think he hard i had to show him what it was
his b-tch ain’t had no s-x i had to make that lil hoe nut
no i dont want that b-tch i already got my hoe sl-ts
you a sl-t you a mutt pour some mud up in my cup
no these thots i cannot cuff
yeah this watch really dont bluff
yeah you know you talking on the gram my gang we pulling up
send some shots right at your house
oops i hit your gut
oops i hit you with my gun
i ain’t mean to i was drunk
i was also high as f-ck
im just playing it was fun
you a b-tch you a snitch you a rat you a c-nt
imma pop you in your sh-t when i find out where you live
i know what school you intend i know you ain’t bout that sh-t
i know you ain’t bout that sh-t i know you a f-cking b-tch
why you talking on my name
[outro]
sh-t, f-ck aye f-ck you
yuh, k!ll yourself
stop f-cking talking jonh

- kissgrief

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