letra de atm takeover - kstackfundz
come thru my block get hit up wit fully
if a n-gga aa play put his a– on a hoodie
last n-gga tried to run got baked like a cookie
li bra ain’t gone shoot that gun he p—-
automatic chop got a mf scope
if a n-gga play dumb hang his aa wit a rope
li bra wasn’t on sh-t left his s— ina road
5 6 hit his face knock off a n-gga nose
knock off a nose
i got exotic switches get you gone
i ain’t from new orleans but the 5 5 6 this b—- gone bust and knock at ya dome
i’m on the block serving these junkies
f-ckin ya b—- i got d-ck in ha stomach
i’m smackin ha a– and pulling ha hair
tell that li b—- stop all that running
stop all that running
drac left em funky smelling like a onion
really got power with the switch
i can get em ghost quick
walk down hit em in his tummy
that boy is a dummy
bent his block turnt his a– to a mummy
we tapped the switch on his a– hopped out he car fast now he jumping like he bugs bunny
slammin on s— like lebron on da heat
li bra talkin tough smacked his a– wit da glee
im 6 5 but i keep a 6 3
if a n-gga want beef put his a– 6 feet
got larry bird ina mf glock
n-gga play tuff knock his a– out his socks
(sox)
one false move you end up on fox
li bra goin fed hit his a– wit da box
hit his a– with the box
draco so strong knock ya a– out ya crocs
me and my n-gga we slide thru the block
tryna catch us a opp and knock his a– off
i’m in that field like my name jared goff
roll up them woods we smoking em all
whatever you need just give me a call
servin’ these p’s i’m getting em off
youngins they really steppin’
got guns so big them b—— like nuclear weapons
like nuclear weapons
i ball hard like i’m cam reddish
i hit his taco and knock out his lettuce
choppa be spitting i think it’s dyslexic
p—- so good i came back for seconds
can’t hit the b—- once it ain’t my tradition
h– think she tea she drink too much lipton
she can get left on the curb in a minute
i pray to lord but {???} be sinning
bible front row when i’m spinning and bending
ask the last n-gga who tried me at linux
i put them racks on his head no tennis
can’t go fish bowl gotta go tinted
all the opps want me but b—- i’m a menace
im on they block with this food and this fully
switched fa bad a– kids give em whoppings
never got fronted this sh– came from jooking
yo n-gga got k!lled yeen slide you a p—-
long live trayvon don’t f— with them hoodies
i don’t tap s— with the switch ima pull it
sliding by myself with this drac on my hip
caught em pants down make sure he got belt
ion need a gang {???} by myself
he ain’t shoot his gun on that drill he got left
caught em out of bounds now he need a ref
knee deep in that water like im michael phelps
letras aleatórias
- letra de skår i hjerte - sturla
- letra de we foxes - ryan scott oliver
- letra de papersky - survive said the prophet
- letra de rch ngga / bd btch - destroy lonely
- letra de if only - reminisce
- letra de now i owe you a favor (live) - i, robot
- letra de wake up - baby neelou
- letra de la mattina che non vivo mai - space one
- letra de never the same - infected rain
- letra de all i need is money - drippin so pretty