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letra de lookin' - lbl zar

[intro]
(adonis bro, stop playin’ b-tch)

[pre-chorus: lbl zar]
look at my wrist, look at my drip
call her a bunny, she hop on my d-ck
feel like i’m curry when i shoot, i won’t miss
feel like i’m cupid when you blow me a kiss
playin’ with fire, don’t get put on a list
scratchin’ your name, you ain’t ready for this
chop off your head and play with your limbs
step on anyone, i got on my timbs

[chorus: lbl zar]
choppa go pew, shoot on my queue
how many alive? i told you a few
no mission solved, this not a rubik’s cube
shawty hit my line like you’re kinda cute
no backin’ out, i’m still going in
you better have my back if you call me yo friend
all real love, don’t even pretend
or to the heaven gates, i’ll have you sent
bringing my friеnds, yeah, i’m bringin’ my gang
all love for them, thеy numbing my pain
these fakes, yeah, they fill me with rage
hit you with a k in the middle of the day
quick to take shots, no need for my aim
steppin’ to me? you must be insane
no hero, no one’s savin’ your day
[verse 1: lbl zar]
tombstone, yeah, i’m the one digging yo grave
can’t be caught lackin’, i can’t be asleep
always be packin’, got the glock in my sheets
knock you out, now you countin’ up sheep
feel like mr. krabs how i get to the green
pullin’ the hoes, i thought it was a dream
open my eyes, it was reality
her box was locked, but i was the key
i’m the realest, no need for you to tell me
hit ’em, bl!ck ’em, make sure he dead
ride with some drakes, you ridin’ with fakes and them fakes
yeah, they still on my d-ck
brand new choppa, tryna catch us a l!ck

[verse 2: datrix]
slide with the mac when run down yo house, b-tch, we ride for our brothers like morty and rick
g-g-give up the tec to my bro, so i told him to find out his addy and go f-ck up the clique
woah (huh?) woah (uh-huh)
what do i see? b-tch, i see me extensions (d-mn)
homie got popped, learn a lesson
everything cheap like a muhf-ckin’ texan
f-ck up the block with this weapon (weapon)
n-gga got popped into sections
n-ggas get hit in the ass, now he clenchin’
shout out to zar, b-tch, we made out the trenches
[chorus: lbl zar]
choppa go pew, shoot on my queue
how many alive? i told you a few
no mission solved, this not a rubik’s cube
shawty hit my line like you’re kinda cute
no backin’ out, i’m still going in
you better have my back if you call me yo friend
all real love, don’t even pretend
or to the heaven gates, i’ll have you sent
bringing my friends, yeah, i’m bringin’ my gang
all love for them, they numbing my pain
these fakes, yeah, they fill me with rage
hit you with a k in the middle of the day
quick to take shots, no need for my aim
steppin’ to me? you must be insane
no hero, no one’s savin’ your day

[verse 3: adonis]
(adonis bro, stop playin’ b-tch)
me and my steppers, we handin’ out plates
needed a bag, so i picked up a drake
slide on the snakes, chop ’em like cake
spark up a blunt while he stuck in the grave
n-ggas be weird, these n-ggas be lame
just like a zombie, we aim at yo brain (yeah)
king of the trap, i be movin’ in silence (yeah)
whippin’ that pot, i be crankin’ that science
p-p-pass it back n-gga, i’m blessin’ my clients (on god)
lookin’ for gold, yes, i’m a pirate (ha!)
lookin’ for hoes, n-ggas need guidance (weird ass n-gga)
hoe ass n-gga, they usin’ yo mileage
don’t do no yappin’, we sendin’ them blitz
fumble that pack, it is what it is
send off a sack to my brother with sticks (yeah)
reach for my chain, slit that boy wrists (chop)
put it on god and it f-cked up my trust
i’m livin’ with trauma, i shake it with dust (yeah)
follow my guts, put trust in no b-tch
ride for my brothers, it’s time to get rich (yeah)
my time is for money, so get off my d-ck

- lbl zar

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