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letra de kylie jenner - ​kj2ugly

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[intro: jace!]
that’s them
yall wanna get shot at?
stop throwin’ up my sh-t, p-ssy (listen)

[verse 1: kj2ugly]
i said i can’t give a f-ck
’bout a b-tch (listen)
i’m tryna get my pockets fat as sh-t
i’m tryna get bad b-tches on my d-ck
you a f-ckin’ pr-ck, i ain’t with that sh-t
i’m with f-ckin’ gang, we gon’ hit a l!ck (look at me, n-gga! bummy as h-ll) (listen)
you’s a f-ckin’ b-tch, we gon’ hit you b-tch
we got f-ckin’ clips, we got f-ckin’ sticks
red dot, mos, n-gga we can’t miss
tryna get yo’ b-tch up off my d-ck (what the f-ck) (listen)
i’m just tryna get a mill’, just try’ get rich (on my soul)
never trust a pedo, never trust a snitch
i got thirty f-ckin’ shots for a n-gga think he in
b-tch, i’m with the gang, you ain’t sl!ck (so, who said i was lookin’ for a handout, n-gga?) (listen)
if i’m with the gang we gon’ slide on a− (f-ck is you talkin’ ’bout?)
if i’m with the gang we’re slidin’ on a f-ggot
how i shoot so good? my n-gga, this sh-t take practice
f-ckin’ a n-gga hoe, yeah, i’m f-ckin’ a fat b-tch (listen)
n-gga i ain’t 21, but i’m just too savagе
if i’m with a gang, pistols get to clackin’
yes b-tch, if i’m with the gang pistols gеt to clappin’
b-tch, i’m throwin’ off the pack, n-gga, ain’t no sackin’ (listen)
if you b-tch ass fat, n-gga, i’m interactin’
i wrap the f-ckin’ pack
in f-ckin’ plastic
bro i can’t f-ckin’ lack
why the f-ck you think i’m lackin’?
[bridge: kj2ugly]
bro, don’t make this sh-t, it get tragic (listen)
i smoke this auntie elbow and i pass it
f-ck a league, and f-ck a bracket
my b-tch ass so fat, i get to pattin’

[verse 2: thr33]
my− my b-tch ass so fat, i get to− d-mn (listen)
my b-tch ass so fat, i get to slappin’
you ain’t rob me, n-gga, why the f-ck you cappin’? (why you cap?)
that b-tch for the team, we just get to passin’ (we just pass it)
that b-tch for the team, we just get to f-ckin’ (listen)
baby, i ain’t have no feelings, it was nothing
i ain’t have not feelings for that b-tch (i ain’t have it)
i’m with kj, n-gga, we like lilo stitch
you ain’t gang, n-gga, ’cause you f-ckin’ switched (that’s them
yall wanna get shot at? stop throwin’ up my sh-t, p-ssy) (listen)
we gon beat his ass, leave him in a ditch
we gon’ shoot him up, leave him in a puddle (d-mn)
nig-n-gga don’t you do it, n-gga, don’t you reach
n-gga, if you reach, then i got to teach (listen)
baby p-ssy wet like a f-ckin’ beach (wetter than a beach)
baby suck me up like a leech (suck me soft)
in that court, he gon’ talk, he gon’ preach

[verse 3: luracks]
in that courtroom he gon’ preach
in that courtroom he gon’ speak (look at me, n-gga! bummy as h-ll) (listen)
off the thirties, i’m a tweak
my old white b-tch is a freak
i’m in philly more than meek
just like pierre bourne, n-gga, make them leak
iran plug look like iron sheik
famous dax when i’m finna geek
why my za make the whole room reek?
i love slimin’, boy, i’m on a streak (listen)
with yo’ b-tch and i’m rubbin’ cheeks
i got poles even when i sleep
.45 clip longer than a beat
kick yo’ door, n-gga, we don’t sneak
my old plug got a widow’s peak
i’m dripped out when i hang with neak, n-gga
[outro: jace!, navi, cam’ron]
so, who said i was lookin’ for a handout, n-gga? (listen)
f-ck is you talkin’ ’bout?
i laid the murder game down letting n-ggas know we not f-ckin’ around, man

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