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letra de section - lil keel

[intro: lil keel]
slatt! blatt! (we got bt in this b-tch, piped up!)
yeah! bah!
yeah-yeah, yeah
yeah-yeah, yeah

[chorus: lil keel]
come through and shoot at your section
cut that boy open, c-section
walk out the house with my weapon
don’t got no bands, how you flexing?
b-tch, i just smoked on some dope, i ain’t stressing
f-cked on your b-tch, got her head on me resting
she wanna stay for the night so she begging
if he talking sh-t out his mouth, we behead him
kick his door like— open up
said you was busy, i don’t give a f-ck
you can’t put up your hand, took your sh-t and get snuck
ain’t do dr. miami, that boy tummy tucked

[post-chorus: lil keel]
with hollows
he thought he got away but he got followed
k!lled your lil’ bro, that’s a hard pill to swallow
i put seven bullets in his top like mulatto
all these motherf-cking racks, look like i hit the lotto
[verse 1: sgpwes]
yeah, i’m finna hop on a plane in an hour
he want his b-tch but i told him she ours
that n-gga talk on the net, he a coward
i need the money, it give me a power
my n-ggas water, that b-tch is a shower
i got a stick and this boy tryna fight
that boy get put in the sky like a kite
i got my mask, i’m a thief in the night

[verse 2: xhulooo]
woah
bullets be hitting your chest, yeah
bullet go right through his head, made a mess
i’m not the one you should test
his [?] vest
call up my shooter, his name is the best
if he talking stupid, get hit in his neck
walk in the party, i got me a tec ’cause i’ma just

- lil keel

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