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letra de two packs (ft. halo ronz) - lil lyko

[intro]
(police, fire, and emergy medical services will be unavailable until seven am when the purge concludes, blessed be our new founding fathers, and america, a nation reborn, may god be with you all)

lil lyko, halo ronz, up in the mix, we know how to get sh-t goin, we know how to get sh-t goin, we know how to get sh-t goin

[verse 1: lil lyko]
two shots, bro really thought he was shooting at tupac
flew back, up in the crib an i’m smokin’ up two packs
who that? i don’t know man, just move mags
grabbin the sh-t an i do that
uppin’ this b-tch with a new mag
extended the clip, comin’ thru that
come to yo crib an we move that
“when we don’t get the sh-t, we just be boofin”
talkin’ that sh-t man you so f-ckin’ goofy
finna call your boy mickey, huh, tell his ass to remove you

kick yo ass, take a doo-doo
take a sh-t, like it’s poo-poo
take a l!ck, comin’ thru-thru
pokémon, like i’m mew-two

yo f-ckin’ benefits aren’t as mutual
finna get it in the back of the usual
clappin’ that ass make her screamin’ amusable
and she be playin’ my music too
f-ckin that b-tch in the back of a vertible
makin sh-t terminal i’m finna turn it on
thinkin’ i’m using her i bet she working on
said i’m abusive i say you projecting, hon’

[verse 2: halo ronz]
b-tch, i feel like a demon, uh
man i be choppin’ you b-tches up
then i hit you with that ak47
b-tches finna get to clappin (b-tch)
bodies finna get to droppin (b-tch)
put you in a f-ckin’ coffin (b-tch)
d-mn, b-tch, you better finna get to breathin’
i’ma send yo ass to the hospital
b-tch you better get to breathing
b-tch i’m feeling like a demon
wooh, wooh
i said wooh
i said wooh
b-tch do not f-ck with covsquad
let me tell you my name (shout out covsquad)
b-tch i’m f-ckin’ halo ronz
and i’m really in the studio (halo ronz)
b-tch i eat that p-ssy like some f-ckin’ booty holes

you’s a mother f-ckin’ b-tch
i be feeling like the grinch (wooh)
call me trippie redd (b-tch)
i’ma shoot you in ya head (b-tch)
fill you up, with that lead (b-tch)
b-tches they be walkin with the dead
mf claiming that they really want to pull up with the chopper
b-tch i keep on rapping everyday
b-tch i pull up with the chilli (b-tch)
b-tches they be gettin chilly (b-tch)
b-tch it’s really hot in here (b-tch)
i’ma leave yo body in here (b-tch)
oh, ugh
grrah
grrah
boom!
grrah
grrah
grrahh
boom!
b-tch, yeah yall already know what it is, shout out lil lyko, shout out halo ronz, shout out to myself i mean, you know what i’m saying
we makin’ banger trakes out here, tracks i mean
f-ck, i’m a lil tipsey

- lil lyko

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