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letra de thooter4ashooter - lil mosey

[verse]
aye, bodybag, toe-tap, my n-gga blew his brains out (gang)
leave a n-gga, on the ground, kinda see all his chains out
n-gga i got all the racks, but i only brought a k out (a k out)
f-cking on yo new b-tch, aye b-tch shut yo f-cking mouth (i did)
d-mn, why you talking like the man (d-mn)
balled out with south, just spent a band (spend a band)
talk out yo mouth, you won’t speak a f-cking again (lil b-tch)
brought them glocks out, turn the lights out again (boom, boom)
a b-tch you choosey, you don’t get sh-t from me (ha, ha)
k!lled yo mans and left you lonely (lonely)
i do not know you, you, not my homie (not my homie)
put a scar on his face and my neck is {?}
skkrt skkrt the roof off, i let that sh-t go
count up by myself so do not hit my phone (by myself)
when i’m done, i’m gon’ call yo b-tch and she gon’ give me dome
you ain’t got sh-t for me, so leave me alone (alone)
aye, spin the block, get some bands, and do the most
stupid, dummy, you look like a ho (ho)
aye fast car, i’m out of there, in a f-cking ghost
laughing you tweakin’ you look like a joke (joke)
aye, bad b-tch, in her gut, i nut on her face (i did)
finna hit from behind and get out of my place (uh, huh)
finna underscore, we tied, like a f-cking shoelace (brrra)
ridin’ around with that 5 but i still beat a case (boom, boom)
aye thooter, need one for a shooter (a shooter)
next day, back to back, i’m finna skew her (skew her)
dropped out of school so i might need a tutor (a tutor)
bad b-tch, shanta, i’m acting like i knew her
aye, uh-huh, i did that, and i brought it back
so i went and spent that
big blower, yea push yo sh-t back (push it back)
told you i’m the sh-t but you do not get that (you don’t get that)
aye, glocked up yea straight to shooting sh-t (shooting sh-t)
on the gang, coke, xans, movin’ it (movin’)
got a strap but you won’t think about using it (no you won’t)
junkie, on the drugs, think, because you losing it (drugs)
tell me something i don’t know, i’m the man and i’m proving it
crashed a car, hunnid bands flexin’ on the roof with it (skrrt skrrt)
big chop on you, but you won’t think about using it (brrrra)
big bands, yea trying to figure out what to do with it (what to do)

- lil mosey

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