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letra de miss keisha - lacyred

[intro: lacyred & lil uwu]
hit em with that uwu gang sh-t
only insta-k!lls, ain’t no double tap

(f-ck you, b-tch
miss keisha? miss keisha? miss keisha?
oh my f-cking god, she f-cking dead)

[verse 1: lacyred]
i’ll admit it i’m trill with it, i’m bat sh-t man like i be robbin’ (true)
make that cream and steal that icy chain, i’m f-ckin’ baskin robbins (icy)
weak -ss b-tch, i’m off this sh-t, i’ll make him lose his godd-mn conscience (loser)
old school atari clan, uwu gang, kawaii mobbin’ (gang)

[hook:]
hit em with the waifu gang sh-t, straight up wife yo man sh-t
hit t&t with yo b-tch, grocery bags for my clique
‘ready know ain’t pay for sh-t
i catch you snitch, you catch this clip
not gon’ lie, i’m trigger happy and my finger finna slip

[verse 2: lacyred]
everybody now
don’t move, scream, make a sound
get on the f-cking ground (shut yo -ss up)
don’t be a hero, get to zero, empty wallets out
best believe a b-tch like me would be robbin’ now (b-tch)
y’all ain’t sh-t so quit tryna step up to me now (quit it)
wanna wile out while you try and see what i’m about? (wylin) (b-tch)

wanna wile out while you try and see what i’m about? (uwu gang)

[hook:]
hit em with that uwu gang sh-t, steal your boo, yo man sh-t (uwu)
yo baby dad, yo daddy b-tch (skrt skrt), no subtweet just at me b-tch (at me)
steady blowin’ up yo crib (brrrt), read bedtime stories to ya kids (yuh)
call me brand new mommy, got it on me, i don’t raise no snitch (nah)

[verse 3: lacyred]
coppin’ jesus pieces, reeses pieces, whatever i wish
wish a b-tch would, call the cops, rest in pieces, b-tch
counting all the yens, the stacks, in the back of my new whip
the benz truck, hit yo ends up, and steal yo daddy b-tch (skrt skrt)

[verse 4: lil uwu]
i don’t need a g, i need a plug, for the lean i pree a dub
everything is not enough, i mean lit all the above
she want me and she want drugs
but this ain’t what you need girl, this ain’t love
countin’ my b-tches like racks
she wanna whip in all black
got all my boys on the block
now i do not want it back
movin’ that digital dope, sellin that digital trap
(only insta-k!lls, ain’t no double tap)
i do not f-ck with friends, and she wanna f-ck again
i do not f-ck with them, pull up, the function ends
i gotta up the bands, gotta pull up the benz
i do not do requests, i do not f-ck with friends (f-ckin’ dead)

(raise no snitch, raise no snitch …
hit em with that uwu gang sh-t, gang sh-t …
ain’t no insta-k!lls, only double-tap)

- lacyred

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