letra de not now - lex bratcher
[verse 1: lex bratcher]
huh, look
okay, i made an [otate?] (uh huh)
all their guts are spillin’ when i go o.j
oh pray, to the most high, he know me
he’ll revoke back on your face like “no way”
a black man, [?] n-gga go ghost mane
head full of dreams, i’m tryna [?] coldplay
i’m the coldest [?] with no covid
been a born sinner [?] before cocaine (uh huh)
independent lives, she said she been a wife
pulling back her hair but she [?]
i’m tripping just for [?]
[?] on all these men i like
been a minute since i be really ascending, i
spend a lot of time on a jet getting head in the sky (yep)
mile high club, living like i’m youtube (what?)
bad money’s in me, renewed it, they tryna energize
i don’t have time for no type of [?] (no)
it’s a woman rappin’, grab pencils
i’ma show you how to cleanse all your sins, huh (yeah)
why this woman actin’ all vengeful?
i don’t get got, my gra-ta-ta mental
pencils in my pockets like poppin’ mentos
when the glock c-ck, get a shot, pop
and it starts, hop, and i sunk it like poppin’ mentos
not now; don’t have time to stop now
hot rounds so fake choppers get shot down
cl!ck-cl!ck, the hit stick, they drop, bounce
spit sick, got the whole earth on lockdown (uh huh)
teehee, they see me, they stop, frown
decd but i’m tb, they not found
[?] fit, they dump it a block down
leave the scene, enter the moment, you’re with [?]
[chorus: lex bratcher]
uh, ooh
y’all don’t know what to do right now (what to do right now)
yeah, uh-huh
they don’t want to hear the truth right now (truth right now)
yeah, look
crazy heat up in the booth right now (yeah)
me and samad takin’ names, takin’ fame (yeah)
and it ain’t sh-t that no one could do right now
[verse 2: samad savage]
nothing you can do, you could never [?]
yes, i love it when i shoot, tuck this leather
plus they letters come together when i do
adiós, is she goodbye, is she cute?
she could tell me who are you, i could tell her i’m a coupe
have a seat, did i mention that i been the number two?
[w/double you?] in between in the t-o
like a spanish aquaman, i gotta go panic and [be damaged?]
any man or lady handin’ my own ass to me
man, i’m on the roll like it’s academy
stop, ain’t n0body passin’ me
no rapper could k!ll me, it would have to be
cops?
that’s because i’m black and every chance i’m gettin’
i would never [?]
only time i’m [?] is if i get tired when i k!ll them n-ggers
shorty was thinkin’ that she was sweet, so i bitter (ha)
not a simp, son, get the princ-p-l, let’s get her (woo!)
i’m talkin’ a certain kind of chick, they vandalize
[?]
hold up, my mind is slipped, the line providin’ is what i forget
oh wait, i’m findin’ it, i been reminded this, life’s a b-tch
and she’s dyin’ if she thinks she’ll get the best of me
’cause i got the recipe, wack rappers i c4
blow up if you step to me, definitely, lex and me
keep it 4-5 like the president i [?] sheesh
pistol at my side when i sleep so i can rest in peace (skoowidit!)
[chorus: lex bratcher]
uh, ooh
y’all don’t know what to do right now (what to do right now)
yeah, uh-huh
they don’t want to hear the truth right now, huh (truth right now)
yeah, look
crazy heat up in the booth right now (yeah)
me and samad takin’ names, takin’ fame
and it ain’t sh-t that no one could do right now
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- letra de always heading home - roger daltrey
- letra de alone with you - garrett t. capps
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- letra de fuck it tho - g herbo
- letra de who you lovin - pardison fontaine