letras.top
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de ​bim - lazer dim 700

Loading...

[intro]
(f-ck n-ggas, you’re too slow)
f-ck, f-ck

[verse]
slime some sh-t outta y’all gang
now n-ggas tryna have a gang function
when twin ain’t wit’ me i’m still tryna bang sum’
scope on the top of my bl!ck, i ain’t never gon’ use it
sh-t make my gun look stupid
lil’ buddy in the trench tryna spin some sh-t to my music
he said lil’ fast made him do it
n-ggas ain’t usin’ these bl!cks, just gon’ head and let me use it
f-ck
hit a n-gga top say bim, steal a n-gga scat pack
n-gga might f-ck up the rental
b-tch you better [?] behind the v, lil’ fast’ll keep bl!ck on me
my clip hangin’ out my drip, p-ssy n-gga ready to tell on me
(b-tch ass n-gga)
f-ck boy askin’ around, you think we ain’t gon’ splat sum’?
p-ssy come try this sh-t
i’m outside in the black, we see you out lackin’
we capture yo’ body too quick
hit at his top, n-gga just got his roof hit
n-ggas ain’t nevеr been known to go do sh-t
bump down on you, i’m takin’ yo’ blue sh-t
easy ass l!ck, we knew you wasn’t gon’ do sh-t
draw down on a vеteran, gain you some real rep
draw down on a n-gga, think he got real work
in the trenches we got sh-t but some pills there
in the trenches, n-gga better have bills here
they got my cup dirty now i be snoozin’
i ain’t even gon’ cap to these hoes, i’ma lose ’em
get out the v wit’ my bl!ck, i’ma use it
take down fine sh-t, say she f-ck wit’ my music
glizzy like jets n-gga, sh-t gon’ dump fast
hit him in the head wit’ yo gun wit’ his punk ass
f-ck boy drop the lo, we ain’t with the chitchattin’
after i’m done wit’ yo’ ho, get yo’ b-tch back
big ass gun make you run in a zigzag
you dropped the lo now we already outside
too many bl!cks in this b-tch, this a hot ride
stackin’ my chips, i been stackin’ my hotfries
n-gga be 12, n-gga put on a disguise
you ain’t got yo’ bl!ck in the trench, i’ma keep mine
long live june, need to do me a rewind
started wit’ weed, now we stay at the drug house
buddy eat pills, he fiendin’ for all kind
red tip, blue tip, i feed you wit’ all kind
n-gga be talkin’ ’bout they steppin’, they all lyin’
any fye you see me wit’, they all mine
pull up, we get sh-t lit, let’s do a crime
f-ck

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS

Loading...