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letra de biscotti v2 - lil 43 & lil 86

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[intro]
huh, uh
mm, ayy, biscotti
(what’s up with you, lil 43?)
off the molly
uh

[chorus]
that bitty of yours, she a thottie
she comin’ over to f-ck me off the molly
we gon’ run the groupie ho like a trolly
roll her boyfriend up, turn him to biscotti
will i keep the b-tch? probably not
i’m finna kick her the f-ck out my spot
hijo de puta, you f-ckin’ with me, you get got
see, i’m multilingual, i’m a polyglot
that bitty of yours, she a thottie
she comin’ over to f-ck me off the molly
we gon’ run the groupie ho like a trolly
roll her boyfriend up, turn him to biscotti
will i keep the b-tch? probably not
i’m finna kick her the f-ck out my spot
hijo de puta, you f-ckin’ with me, you get got
see, i’m multilingual, i’m a polyglot

[verse 1]
polyglot and diverse, i’m black and puerto rican
mix that with dominican, circle completеd
broke up with my last b-tch, ’cause she was twеakin’
told me i was the one, and then she went and cheated
so like michael jackson, i told her to beat it
now i’m just fightin’ off all of my demons
put a hole in a n-gga head, and leave that sh-t bleedin’
lookin’ like a monsoon, the way that sh-t leakin’
reaper in my head, but i won’t ever meet him (why?)
’cause he know not to run up (nah)
’cause if he do, then he finna (die)
no, he shouldn’t f-ckin’ (try)
up the gun like the sun (rise)
then i pray up to god, in the (sky)
then i turn my wrongs to (rights)
then i go on with my (life)
i be spittin’ up brack in the stu’
hittin’ it raw, but i don’t leave a splooge in her
i’m leavin’ that sh-t in her mouth
when her man kiss her she taste foul, call her foul mouthed (foul mouthed)
then that boy havin’ doubts, doubts (doubts, doubts)
then he finna f-ckin’ shout, shout (shout, shout)
but he ain’t really ’bout it (’bout it)
so i pull up on him, put him down, down (down, down)
the b-tch don’t even mourn that n-gga
she come back to my crib, tryna f-ck on a n-gga
put the d-ck in mouth, then it go in her liver, no drunk
poppin’ that b-tch like a muh’f-ckin’ trunk
like drexxxiv, on these n-ggas, i dunk
break her back like a backboard
sample her screams, record, beat her in them sheets, boy
[chorus]
that bitty of yours, she a thottie
she comin’ over to f-ck me off the molly
we gon’ run the groupie ho like a trolly
roll her boyfriend up, turn him to biscotti
will i keep the b-tch? probably not
i’m finna kick her the f-ck out my spot
hijo de puta, you f-ckin’ with me, you get got
see, i’m multilingual, i’m a polyglot
that bitty of yours, she a thottie
she comin’ over to f-ck me off the molly
we gon’ run the groupie ho like a trolly
roll her boyfriend up, turn him to biscotti
will i keep the b-tch? probably not
i’m finna kick her the f-ck out my spot
hijo de puta, you f-ckin’ with me, you get got
see, i’m multilingual, i’m a polyglot

[verse 2]
like, “hijo de puta” means “son of a b-tch”
for the white n-ggas who just don’t know sh-t
they tryna tell us that we ain’t the sh-t
then, how so many of our people rich?
then, how a black n-gga done f-cked yo’ b-tch?
y’all really can’t tell us sh-t
f-ck on yo’ b-tch, bust on her tit
that’s a place i wouldn’t advise you to l!ck
shouldn’t even give her kiss, ’cause i busted on her tongue too
my gun know a lil’ kung fu, it’s also g-y, ’cause it’ll f-ck you
it put you to bed, it tuck you, talkin’ that sh-t, i’ma buck you
looks like you out of luck dude, but i don’t give no f-ck, screamin’ f-ck you (f-ck you)
air it out, blow ya’ down, run the town, right now
walk ’em down, to the ground, got a crown, take a bow
bling blaow, my gun and my watch make the same sound
i got plenty of shot to go around, enough sh-t to fill up a crowd (yeah)
but it’s the gun that’s hungry, choppa eat ’em up if he talk dummy
got a ski mask on, and i’m slumpin’, run up on me, then this sh-t dumpin’
lil 86, but i also be pumpin’ (gas)
yo’ dream girl, who i’m f-ckin’ (from the back)
but i ain’t with none of the lovin’ (none of that)
if i keep a b-tch, then she lucky (that’s facts)
[chorus]
that bitty of yours, she a thottie
she comin’ over to f-ck me off the molly
we gon’ run the groupie ho like a trolly
roll her boyfriend up, turn him to biscotti
will i keep the b-tch? probably not
i’m finna kick her the f-ck out my spot
hijo de puta, you f-ckin’ with me, you get got
see, i’m multilingual, i’m a polyglot
that bitty of yours, she a thottie
she comin’ over to f-ck me off the molly
we gon’ run the groupie ho like a trolly
roll her boyfriend up, turn him to biscotti
will i keep the b-tch? probably not
i’m finna kick her the f-ck out my spot
hijo de puta, you f-ckin’ with me, you get got
see, i’m multilingual, i’m a polyglot

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