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letra de before im dead - lencii

[intro]
flymelodies

[chorus: lencii]
call me, “ogp”, i got gas, pills, and lean
got your b-tch on my d-ck, yeah, i gave her what she need
all these hoes on my team, for these xannies, they some fiends
but i came all on her face, she got low self esteem
bang, i ain’t cuffing on no thotties
i keep heat like it’s tamales
you know shooters riding shotty
yeah, they tryna catch a body
i got feds on my case
got a ounce on me now, so my cl!ck do the race

[verse 1: steele 11]
cl!ck do the race, shawty f-ck at my place
i got nines in my pocket, i’ll pull up with aim, yeah
pull up on you, ain’t n0body but you
i’ma slit all my wrists, if you f-ck on my crew
shawty been sleeping all night, i been calling (calling)
she won’t pick up her f-cking phone ’til the dawn and (dawn and, yeah)
i sleep through the day and i wake up at night
then i get a new text, it’s the dude she be f-ckin’
f-ck that boy, i’ll wake up dead
i won’t give a f-ck from the tears i shed
i spend my life in a f-cking bed waiting for a call before i’m dead
[bridge: steele 11]
ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
woah, woah, woah
oh yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 2: lencii & steele 11]
flexing on the ‘gram, but i know your sh-t fake
if you thinkin’ ’bout that beef, n-gga, that’s a mistake
always with my wolf pack, and we dominate prey
john wick with the aim, ain’t no need for replay
now bounce out with that nine, holy sh-t, i’m in a ten
n-ggas always hit my line, like there’s steele 11, man
they ain’t got a clue, we got mutual friends
we can’t hop on no waves, b-tch, we settin’ the trends
settin’ the trends, i’ma go cop a benz
when you f-cking your b-tch, she gon’ say, “11”
keep my name out your mouth, get a f-cking out
i don’t f-ck with you ’cause you just wanted clout

[chorus: lencii, steele 11 & both]
call me, “ogp” (ogp), i got gas, pills, and lean (got your gas, pills, and lean)
got your b-tch on my d-ck, yeah, i gave her what she need (i gave her what she need)
all these hoes on my team, for these xannies, they some fiends (all these hoes on my team)
but i came all on her face, she got low self esteem
bang, i ain’t cuffing on no thotties
i keep heat like it’s tamales
you know shooters riding shotty
yeah, they tryna catch a body
i got feds on my case
got a ounce on me now, so my cl!ck do the race
[outro: steele 11]
race, race, race
bang, bang, bang
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah

- lencii

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