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letra de big facts - lil motor

walked down on em heat his ass with the chrome
i’m in the trap b-tch i ain’t tryna go home
5000 shooter knock off his dome
just for taking that sh-t that he said he gon do but he won’t
still with the sh-t b-tch slide on my own
got a big old d-ck make a b-tch watch their tone
i’m in the trap in vlone
if i catch you you better say that sh-t you said in the song
big facts, these n-ggas be f— i’m dropping the bag cause i got the big racks, he said that he my opp he know a fan these lil n-gga big cap, i see that she bad she got a fat ass he might get his b-tch sn-tched, i’m sh-tting on n-ggas like ex-lax, i’m just way too in love with the pack
f-ck up my sack imma get it right back, i can’t еven lie b-tch i love thе trap, i love to get money and watch that sh-t double stack, i’m in the field like a pumpkin patch, got that draco on me chop him down like a lumberjack, get that sack and i turn to a running back, b-tch i’m 448 and you n-ggas can’t f-ck with that (n-gga) if you send a shot then i’m busting back
30 round glock i’m clutching that hold the strap and i put his head in his lap, these n-ggas ain’t running sh-t n-ggas got lapped, b-tch i’m throwing pack like my name warren sapp, whole lotta (bag?) what the f-ck is a drought, put the d-ck in her face imma f-ck on her mouth, nut on her face and i’m kicking her out, this rap got a show i might jump in the crowd, run up a bag with my n-gga trapfooley, if you tryna run off n-gga you gon be stupid, cause we strapped them sticks and we ain’t scared to use em, 100 round turn your whole block to a movie, tech nine came with a cooler, i send these shots in real life i don’t beef on computer, b-tch i’m deep in that water like scuba, you better think twice if you thinking bout sending a shooter, my n-ggas riding for me like a uber, lil motor too hot b-tch i can’t get no cooler, i love the glocks f-ck rugers, take the pack and beat it how i abuse it, i don’t sell no percocets i use em, f-ck the b-tch she had good neck it’s stupid, if you try to jugg i wish you well like lucci, (up?) on your homies now all of your friends dead like (???)
big facts, these n-ggas be f— i’m dropping the bag cause i got the big racks, he said that he my opp he know a fan these lil n-gga big cap, i see that she bad she got a fat ass he might get his b-tch sn-tched, i’m sh-tting on n-ggas like ex-lax, i’m just way too in love with the pack
f-ck up my sack imma get it right back, i can’t even lie b-tch i love the trap, i love to get money and watch that sh-t double stack, i’m in the field like a pumpkin patch, got that draco on me chop him down like a lumberjack, get that sack and i turn to a running back, b-tch i’m 448 and you n-ggas can’t f-ck with that (n-gga) if you send a shot then i’m busting back
(ha, ha, ha f-ck n-gga, ha, b-tch i’m 448 and you n-ggas can’t f-ck with that, b-tch, if you send a shot i’m busting back, ay, you stupid you thinking bout sending a shooter, ha, b-tch, yeah, yeah, f-ck n-gga know what’s up with me for real tho, i ain’t never been touched by none of these n-gga, none of these p-ssy ass rap n-ggas, on monika n-gga, ha)

- lil motor

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